Shahroz Khan
From First Tsar, to USSR,
From Icy Petrograd, to Bambako.
We sang our song,
The song was many years long.
We walked around the world,
Singing our song; Shaking every fascist throne.
Slaves broke their chains,
Farmers demanded rights along.
We sang our song,
The song was many years long.
Women asked for the right to vote,
Against Patriarchy; right to stand alone.
From Rosa to Clara, hand in hand.
We sang our song,
The song was many years long.
Sun set like a Scar,
Between darkness and the dawn.
On the Horizon,
There arose a Red Star.
When we sang our song.
The song was many years long
Hope we will again sing the song,
With those who are here,
With souls of those who are gone.
The song will be many years long.
Art work: Ismat Shahjahan
