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Sachin Prasad

Drama Tragedy

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Sachin Prasad

Drama Tragedy

O' Pulwama

O' Pulwama

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O' Pulwama...

I lost my forty soldiers

Some become cystic

Some lost their life!

Nobody exonerates for that

O Pulwama; can you return my brave soldiers back.


O'Pulwama...

Even their shield cannot protect them

Their blood is shining and flowing like Ganges

Having a sound like sea waves

Making your land more beautiful

O Pulwama; can you return my brave soldiers back.


O'PULWAMA...

They sacrifice their lives for you

By making, the dock of their mother

Silent forever


O'Pulwama; can you return their son's back.


O'PULWAMA...

The day becomes dark

Can you spread the light again

By returning back my brave soldiers

O'Pulwama, O'Pulwama.



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