See my darling how
I serve our nation
And remember you:
Bullets - my obedient children
Consign instant death to my enemies;
Through tanks when I plough
My bravery in war field
I remember our boating moments
That drenched us with delight.
Pillowed on your sweet letters
I dream of victory, your happiness;
The jingling of my weapons
Wakes me to the tingling
Of your busy bangles.
When bugles, drums trumpet
My victory, I get immersed
In the glimpse of your married beauty
That still pours thrill in my veins.
