commitment

Cut off the hands, cut off the legs,
Cut off the head too.
But do not hit the chest!

If there is only one bone broken,
There is a stirring of blood,
Will wake up in the oligli of mother earth-
A united horror movement of the youth.
When the streets are filled with crowds,
Oligli, Office Court-
Then maybe named small and big hyenas
There will be no escape.

Know, deep-water shark-crocodile-whale,
The ferocious tiger-lion will also jump into the procession of the crowd.
But the determined march of the oppressed masses
What can be prevented?
In the strong jaws of the oppressed lifeless crowd
Shattered-
Rangila is the royal crown of scholars named Rupavati.
The water will flow freely in a gust of rage
Unbridled blood-tinged saliva.

So I say again!
Cut the hands - cut the feet - cut the head,
But do not hit the chest!