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You know, mom I was fighting too
I would have won the war
If I could get a little help from others
They were billions of soldiers,
I was the only hero unarmed Abhimanyu.
As long as the weapon was with me
They are amazed at the mountain-like heroism,
I didn't tremble at all
I didn't bow my head,
I'm eighteen, not bowing my head.
Once they came more
I was then exhausted by war,
I wanted help from my relatives as much as possible
I lost my weapon,
At the end of the day, I was losing with the sunset.