মোবারকবাদ Mobarakbad

Mora phota phul, tomra mukul esho gul-mojlishe Jhoribar age hese chole jabo – tomader sathe mishe. Mora kite-khawa phuldol, tobu sadh chilo mone koto– Sajate oi matir duniya firdouser moto. Amader sei opurno sadh kishore-kishori mile Purno koriyo, behesht eno duniyar mohfile. Muslim hoye Allahre mora koriniko bishwash, Iman moder noshto koreche shoytani nishwash! Bhaye bhaye hanahani koriyachi, korini kichui tyag, Jibone moder jageni kokhono brihoter onurag! Shohidi-dorja cahini amra, cahini birer osi, Cheyechi golami, jabor ketechi golamkhanay bosi. Tomra mukul, ei prarthona koro phutibar age, Tomader gaye jeno golamer choya jibone na lage. Golamer cheye shohidi-dorja onek urdhwe jeno; Chaprashir oi tokmay cheye toloware boro meno! Allar kache kokhono cheyo na khidro jinish kichu, Allah chara karo kache kobhu shir koriyo na nichu! Ek Allah chara kaharo banda hobe na, bolo, Dekhibe tomar protape prithibi koriteche tolmol! Allare bolo, ‘duniyay jara boro, tar moto koro, Kahakeo hat dhorite diyo na, tumi shudhu hat dhoro.’ Ek Allare chara prithibite koro na karero bhoy Dekhibe – omni premmoy khoda, bhoyonkor se noy! Allare bhalobashile tinio bhalobashiben, dekho! Dekhibe shobai tomare chahioche Allahre dhore theko! Khodar bagicha ei duniyate tomra nobo mukul, Ekmatro se Allah ei bagichar bulbul! Golamer phuldanite jodi e mukuler thai hoy, Allar kripa-bonchito hobo, pabo mora porajoy! Je chelemeye ei duniyay ajadmukto rohe, Tahaderi shudhu ek Allar banda o bindi kohe! Tarai anibe jogote abar notun eeder chand, Tarai ghuchabe duniyar joto dwondwo o oboshad! Shudhu arsher otordanite jahader hoy thai, Tomader ei mohfile ami sei mukulere chai! Sei mukulera esho mohfile, boshao phuler hat, Ei banglay tomra aniyo muktir arafat.