Do I wish my name be remembered,
When I fall down in the battlefield?
Do I wish a posthumous award?
Or, a badge or trophy or a shield?
No, my friend, as I go now for good,
Don’t stop for me or slow down your march.
Don’t waste your water to wet my lips.
It no longer matters if they parch.
I don’t wish my memory preserved.
All I wish is, my countrymen do
Give a thought to the mother back home,
Who, knowing her loss, will her fate rue.
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