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{{short description|Bengali patriotic song}}
{{short description|Bengali patriotic song}}
{{More citations needed|date=January 2026}}
{{Infobox anthem
{{Infobox anthem
| title        = "Ekusher Gaan"
| title        = {{lang|bn|একুশের গান}}
| english_title = The Song of Twentyfirst
| transcription = {{translit|bn|Ekusher Gan}}
| english_title = "Song of the Twentyfirst"
| image        = Shaheed Minar.JPG
| image        = Shaheed Minar.JPG
| caption      = [[Shaheed Minar, Dhaka|Shaheed Minar]] of Dhaka
| caption      = [[Shaheed Minar, Dhaka|Shaheed Minar]] of Dhaka
| country      = [[Bangladesh]]
| author        = [[Abdul Gaffar Choudhury]]
| author        = [[Abdul Gaffar Choudhury]]
| composer      = [[Altaf Mahmud]]
| composer      = [[Altaf Mahmud]]
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}}
{{Contains special characters|Bengali}}
{{Contains special characters|Bengali}}
"'''Ekusher Gaan'''" ({{lang-bn|একুশের গান}} "The Song of Twentyfirst"), more popularly known (after its first line) as "''Amar Bhaier Rokte Rangano''" ({{lang-bn|আমার ভাইয়ের রক্তে রাঙানো}} "My Brothers' Blood Spattered") is a Bengali song written by [[Abdul Gaffar Choudhury]] to mark the [[Bengali Language Movement]] in 1952 [[East Pakistan]].<ref>{{Cite magazine |author=Harun ur Rashid |date=12 November 2004 |title=Ekush |url=http://www.thedailystar.net/magazine/2004/11/02/bookr.htm |magazine=Star Weekend Magazine |access-date=2018-01-29}}</ref> It was first published anonymously in the last page of a newspaper with the headline ''Ekusher Gaan'', but was later published in ''Ekushey''{{'}}s February edition.
"'''Ekusher Gan'''" ({{langx|bn|একুশের গান}} {{IPA|bn|ˈekuʃeɾ gan|}}; "Song of the Twentyfirst"), more popularly known by its incipit as "'''Amar Bhaiyer Rokte Rangano'''" ({{langx|bn|আমার ভাইয়ের রক্তে রাঙানো|link=no}} {{IPA|bn|ˈamaɾ ˈbʱai̯jeɾ ˈrɔkte ˈraŋano|}}; "My Brothers' Blood Spattered"), is a Bengali [[protest song]] written by [[Abdul Gaffar Choudhury]] to mark the [[Bengali language movement]] in 1952 [[East Bengal]].<ref>{{Cite magazine |author=Harun ur Rashid |date=12 November 2004 |title=Ekush |url=http://www.thedailystar.net/magazine/2004/11/02/bookr.htm |magazine=Star Weekend Magazine |access-date=2018-01-29}}</ref> It was first published anonymously in the last page of a newspaper with the headline ''Ekusher Gaan'', but was later published in ''Ekushey''{{'}}s February edition.
The song was initially written as a [[poem]] at the bedside of an injured language movement activist who was shot by the Pakistani military police.<ref>{{Harv|Al Helal|2003|pp=586–89}}</ref> The cultural secretary of the [[Jubo League]] gave the poem to [[Abdul Latif (musician)|Abdul Latif]] to put to a tune, which Latif Atikul Islam first sang. The students of [[Dhaka College]] also sung the song when they attempted to build a [[Shaheed Minar, Dhaka|Shaheed Minar]] on their college premises, getting them expelled from the college. [[Altaf Mahmud]], a renowned composer and a martyr of the [[Bangladesh Liberation War]], recomposed the song using Abdul Latif's version, which is now a quasi-official tune.


The song is often recognized as the most influential song of the language movement, reminding numerous Bangladeshis about the conflicts of 1952. Every [[International Mother Language Day|21 February]] sees people from all parts of the [[Bangladesh]] heading to the [[Shaheed Minar, Dhaka|Shaheed Minar]] in the ''probhat feri'', a barefoot march to the monument, paying homage to those killed in the language movement demonstrations by singing this song. It is regarded by the listeners of [[BBC]] Bengali Service as the third best song in [[Bengali language|Bengali]].{{citation needed|date=December 2022}}
The song was initially written as a poem in 1952 at the bedside of an injured language movement activist who was shot by the Pakistani military police.<ref>{{Harv|Al Helal|2003|pp=586–89}}</ref> The cultural secretary of the [[Jubo League]] gave the poem to [[Abdul Latif (musician)|Abdul Latif]] to put to a tune, which Latif Atikul Islam first sang. The students of [[Dhaka College]] also sung the song when they attempted to build a [[Shaheed Minar, Dhaka|Shaheed Minar]] on their college premises, getting them expelled from the college. [[Altaf Mahmud]], a renowned composer and a martyr of the [[Bangladesh Liberation War]], recomposed the song in 1969 using Abdul Latif's version, which is now a quasi-official tune.


The [[English language|English]] translation below was rendered by [[Kabir Chowdhury]].<ref>Glassie, Henry and Mahmud, Feroz.2008.Living Traditions. Cultural Survey of Bangladesh Series-II. Asiatic Society of Bangladesh. Dhaka. pp.578–579</ref>
The song is often recognized as the most influential song of the language movement, reminding numerous Bangladeshis about the conflicts of 1952. Every [[International Mother Language Day|21 February]] sees people from all parts of the [[Bangladesh]] heading to the Shaheed Minar in the ''probhat feri'', a barefoot march to the monument, paying homage to those killed in the language movement demonstrations by singing this song. It is regarded by the listeners of [[BBC]] Bengali Service as the third best song in [[Bengali language|Bengali]].{{citation needed|date=January 2026}}


==Lyrics==
==Lyrics==
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![[Bengali language|Bengali]] original
![[Bengali alphabet|Bengali script]]
![[Romanisation of Bengali]]
!Transliteration
!English translation by [[Kabir Chowdhury]]<ref>Glassie, Henry and Mahmud, Feroz. 2008. Living Traditions. Cultural Survey of Bangladesh Series-II. Asiatic Society of Bangladesh. Dhaka. pp. 578–579</ref><ref>{{Cite news |url=http://www.thedailystar.net/ekusher-gaan-13430 |title=Ekusher Gaan |date=2014-02-28 |work=The Daily Star |access-date=2018-01-29 |language=en}}</ref>
!English translation<ref>{{Cite news|url=http://www.thedailystar.net/ekusher-gaan-13430|title=Ekusher Gaan|date=2014-02-28|work=The Daily Star|access-date=2018-01-29|language=en}}</ref>
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|- valign="top"
|<poem>{{lang|bn|আমার ভাইয়ের রক্তে রাঙানো একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি
|<poem>{{lang|bn|1. আমার ভাইয়ের রক্তে রাঙানো একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি
আমি কি ভুলিতে পারি
আমি কি ভুলিতে পারি
ছেলেহারা শত মায়ের অশ্রু গড়ায়ে ফেব্রুয়ারি
ছেলেহারা শত মায়ের অশ্রু গড়ায়ে ফেব্রুয়ারি
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আমি কি ভুলিতে পারি।।
আমি কি ভুলিতে পারি।।


 
জাগো নাগিনীরা জাগো নাগিনীরা জাগো কালবোশেখীরা
2. জাগো নাগিনীরা জাগো নাগিনীরা জাগো কালবোশেখীরা
শিশু হত্যার বিক্ষোভে আজ কাঁপুক বসুন্ধরা,
শিশু হত্যার বিক্ষোভে আজ কাঁপুক বসুন্ধরা,
দেশের সোনার ছেলে খুন করে রোখে মানুষের দাবী
দেশের সোনার ছেলে খুন করে রোখে মানুষের দাবী
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একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি।
একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি।


 
সেদিনও এমনি নীল গগনের বসনে শীতের শেষে
 
 
 
 
 
3. সেদিনও এমনি নীল গগনের বসনে শীতের শেষে
রাত জাগা চাঁদ চুমো খেয়েছিল হেসে;
রাত জাগা চাঁদ চুমো খেয়েছিল হেসে;
পথে পথে ফোটে রজনীগন্ধা অলকনন্দা যেন,
পথে পথে ফোটে রজনীগন্ধা অলকনন্দা যেন,
এমন সময় ঝড় এলো এক খ্যাপা বুনো।।
এমন সময় ঝড় এলো এক খ্যাপা বুনো।।


 
সেই আঁধারের পশুদের মুখ চেনা,
 
4. সেই আঁধারের পশুদের মুখ চেনা,
তাহাদের তরে মায়ের, বোনের, ভায়ের চরম ঘৃণা
তাহাদের তরে মায়ের, বোনের, ভায়ের চরম ঘৃণা
ওরা গুলি ছোঁড়ে এদেশের প্রাণে দেশের দাবীকে রোখে
ওরা গুলি ছোঁড়ে এদেশের প্রাণে দেশের দাবীকে রোখে
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একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি।।
একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি।।


 
তুমি আজ জাগো তুমি আজ জাগো একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি
 
 
 
5. তুমি আজ জাগো তুমি আজ জাগো একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি
আজো জালিমের কারাগারে মরে বীর ছেলে বীর নারী
আজো জালিমের কারাগারে মরে বীর ছেলে বীর নারী
আমার শহীদ ভায়ের আত্মা ডাকে
আমার শহীদ ভায়ের আত্মা ডাকে
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দারুণ ক্রোধের আগুনে আবার জ্বালবো ফেব্রুয়ারি
দারুণ ক্রোধের আগুনে আবার জ্বালবো ফেব্রুয়ারি
একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি।।}}</poem>
একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি।।}}</poem>
|<poem>{{translit|bn|Amar bhaiyer rokte rangano ekushe Februari
Ami ki bhulite pari
Chelehara shat mayer oshru goraye Februari
Ami ki bhulite pari
Amar shonar desher rokte rangano Februari
Ami ki bhulite pari


|<poem>{{transl|bn|1. Amar Bhaiyer Rôkte Rangano Ekushe Februari
Jago naginira jago naginira jago kalboshekhira
Ami Ki Bhulite Pari
Shishu hottar bikkhobhe aj kãpuk boshundhora,
Chhele Hara Shôtô Mayer ôshru Gôraye Februari
Desher shonar chele khun kore rokhe manusher dabi
Ami Ki Bhulite Pari
Din bodoler krantilogne tobu tora par pabi?
Amar Sonar Desher Rôkte Rangano Februari
Na, na, na, na khun ranga itihashe shesh ray dewa taroi
Ami Ki Bhulite Pari
Ekushe Februari, ekushe Februari.


Shedino emoni nil gogoner boshone shiter sheshe
Rat jaga cãd cumo kheyechil heshe;
Pothe pothe phote Rajanigandha oloknonda jen,
Emon shomoy jhoṛ elo ek khaepa buno.


2. Jago Naginira Jago Naginira Jago Kalboshhekhira
Sei ãdharer poshuder mukh cena,
Shishu Hôtyar Bikkhobhe Aj Kapuk Bôsundhôra,
Tahader tore mayer, boner, bhayer corom ghrina
Desher Sonar Chhele Khun Kôre Rokhe Manusher Dabi
Ora gulo chõre edesher prane desher dabike rokhe
Din Bôdôler Krantilôgne Tôbu Tora Par Pabi?
Oder ghrinno podaghat ei shara Banglar buke
Na, Na, Na, Na Khun Ranga Itihase Shesh Ray Dewa Tarôi
Ora edesher noy,
Ekushe Februari Ekushe Februari.
Desher bhaggo ora kore bikroy
Ora manusher onno, bostro, shanti niyeche kari
Ekushe Februari, ekushe Februari.


 
Tumi aj jago tumi aj jago ekushe Februari
 
Ajo jalimer karagare more bir chele, bir nari
 
Amar shohid bhayer atta dake
 
Jago manusher supto shokti haṭe maṭhe ghaṭe baṭe
 
Darun krodher agune abar jalbo Februari
 
Ekushe Februari, ekushe Februari.|italic=no}}</poem>
 
|<poem>My brothers' blood spattered on the twentyfirst of February
3. Sedino êmôni Nil Gôgôner Bôsône Shiter Sheshe
Can I forget the twentyfirst of February
Rat Jaga Chand Chumo Kheyechhilô Hese;
Pôthe Pôthe Fote Rôjônigôndha ôlôkônôndô Jenô,
êmôn Sômôy Jhôr Elo êk Khêpa Buno.
 
 
 
4. Sei Adharer Pôshuder Mukh Chena,
Tahader Tôre Mayer, Boner, Bhayer Chôrôm Ghrrina
Ora Guli Chhore Edesher Prane Desher Dabike Rokhe
Oder Ghrrinyô Pôdaghat Ei Sara Banglar Buke
Ora Edesher Nôy,
Desher Bhagyô Ora Kôre Bikrôy
Ora Manusher ônnô, bôstrô, Shanti Niyechhe Kari
Ekushe February Ekushe February.
 
 
 
 
 
5. Tumi Aj Jago Tumi Aj Jago Ekushe Februari
Ajo Jalimer Karagare Môre Bir Chhele, Bir Nari
Amar Shôhid Bhayer Atta Dake
Jago Manusher Suptô Shôkti Hate Mathe Ghate Bate
Darun Krodher Agune Abar Jalbo Februari
Ekushe Februari Ekushe Februari.}}</poem>
 
 
 
|<poem>{{lang|en|1. My Brothers Blood Spattered 21 February
Can I forget the twenty-first of February
incarnadined by the love of my brother?
incarnadined by the love of my brother?
The twenty-first of February, built by the tears
The twentyfirst of February, built by the tears
          of a hundred mothers robbed of their sons,
of a hundred mothers robbed of their sons,
          Can I ever forget it?
Can I ever forget it?


Wake up all serpents, all summer thunderstorms,
Let the whole world rise up in anger and protest against the massacre of innocent children.
They tried to crush the demand of the people by murdering the golden sons of the land.
Can they get away with it at this hour when the times are poised for a radical change?
No, no, no, no, in the history reddened by blood
The final verdict has been given already by the twentyfirst of February.


2. Wake up all serpents,
It was a smooth and pleasant night with the winter nearly gone,
wake up all summer thunder-storms,
and the moon smiling in the blue sky,
let the whole world rise up
in anger and protest against the massacre of innocent children.
They tried to crush the demand of the people
by murdering the golden sons of the land.
Can they get away with it
at this hour when the times are poised
for a radical change?
No, no, no, no,
In the history reddened by blood
the final verdict has been given already
by the twenty-first of February.
 
 
3. It was a smooth and pleasant night,
with the winter gone nearly
and the moon smiling in the blue sky
and lovely fragrant flowers blossoming on the roadside,
and lovely fragrant flowers blossoming on the roadside,
and all of a sudden rose a storm,
and all of a sudden rose a storm.


 
Fierce like a wild horde of savage beasts, even in the darkness we know who those beasts were.
4. fierce like a wild horde of savage beasts.
On them we shower the bitterest hatred of all mothers, brothers and sisters.
Even in the darkness we know who those beasts were.
On them we shower the bitterest hatred
of all mothers brothers and sisters.
They fired at the soul of this land,
They fired at the soul of this land,
They tried to silence the demand of the people,
They tried to silence the demand of the people,
They kicked at the bosom of Bengal.
They kicked at the bosom of Bengal, they did not belong to this country.
They did not belong to this country.
They wanted to sell away her good fortune.
They wanted to sell away her good fortune.
They robbed the people of food, clothing and peace.
They robbed the people of food, clothing and peace.
On them we shower our bitterest hatred.
On them we shower our bitterest hatred.


 
Awaken today, the twentyfirst of February.
5. Wake up today, the twenty-first of February.
do wake you, please.
Our heroic boys and girls still languish in the prisons of the tyrant.
Our heroic boys and girls still languish in the prisons of the tyrant.
The souls of my martyred brothers still cry.
The souls of my martyred brothers still cry.
But today everywhere the somnolent strength
But today everywhere the somnolent strength of the people have begun to stir,
          of the people have begun to stir
And we shall set February ablaze by the flame of our fierce anger.
and we shall set February ablaze
How can I ever forget the twentyfirst of February?</poem>
by the flame of our fierce anger.
How can I ever forget the twenty-first of February?}}</poem>
|}
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==Citations==
==References==
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==References==
==Further reading==
* {{Citation
* {{Citation |surname1=Al Helal |given1=B |author-link=Bashir Al Helal |year=2003 |title=Bhasha Andoloner Itihas (History of the Language Movement) |publisher=[[Agamee Prakashani]], Dhaka |isbn=984-401-523-5 |language=}}
| surname1 = Al Helal
| given1 = B
| author-link = Bashir Al Helal
| surname2=
| given2=
| year = 2003
| title = Bhasha Andoloner Itihas (History of the Language Movement)
| publisher= [[Agamee Prakashani]], Dhaka
| ISBN = 984-401-523-5
| language =  
}}  
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Template:Translit
English: "Song of the Twentyfirst"
একুশের গান
Shaheed Minar of Dhaka
LyricsAbdul Gaffar Choudhury, 1952
MusicAltaf Mahmud, 1969

"Ekusher Gan" (Script error: The function "langx" does not exist. bn; "Song of the Twentyfirst"), more popularly known by its incipit as "Amar Bhaiyer Rokte Rangano" (Script error: The function "langx" does not exist. bn; "My Brothers' Blood Spattered"), is a Bengali protest song written by Abdul Gaffar Choudhury to mark the Bengali language movement in 1952 East Bengal.[1] It was first published anonymously in the last page of a newspaper with the headline Ekusher Gaan, but was later published in Ekushey's February edition.

The song was initially written as a poem in 1952 at the bedside of an injured language movement activist who was shot by the Pakistani military police.[2] The cultural secretary of the Jubo League gave the poem to Abdul Latif to put to a tune, which Latif Atikul Islam first sang. The students of Dhaka College also sung the song when they attempted to build a Shaheed Minar on their college premises, getting them expelled from the college. Altaf Mahmud, a renowned composer and a martyr of the Bangladesh Liberation War, recomposed the song in 1969 using Abdul Latif's version, which is now a quasi-official tune.

The song is often recognized as the most influential song of the language movement, reminding numerous Bangladeshis about the conflicts of 1952. Every 21 February sees people from all parts of the Bangladesh heading to the Shaheed Minar in the probhat feri, a barefoot march to the monument, paying homage to those killed in the language movement demonstrations by singing this song. It is regarded by the listeners of BBC Bengali Service as the third best song in Bengali.[citation needed]

Lyrics[edit | edit source]

Bengali original Romanisation of Bengali English translation by Kabir Chowdhury[3][4]

আমার ভাইয়ের রক্তে রাঙানো একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি
আমি কি ভুলিতে পারি
ছেলেহারা শত মায়ের অশ্রু গড়ায়ে ফেব্রুয়ারি
আমি কি ভুলিতে পারি
আমার সোনার দেশের রক্তে রাঙানো ফেব্রুয়ারি
আমি কি ভুলিতে পারি।।

জাগো নাগিনীরা জাগো নাগিনীরা জাগো কালবোশেখীরা
শিশু হত্যার বিক্ষোভে আজ কাঁপুক বসুন্ধরা,
দেশের সোনার ছেলে খুন করে রোখে মানুষের দাবী
দিন বদলের ক্রান্তিলগ্নে তবু তোরা পার পাবি?
না, না, না, না খুন রাঙা ইতিহাসে শেষ রায় দেওয়া তারই
একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি।

সেদিনও এমনি নীল গগনের বসনে শীতের শেষে
রাত জাগা চাঁদ চুমো খেয়েছিল হেসে;
পথে পথে ফোটে রজনীগন্ধা অলকনন্দা যেন,
এমন সময় ঝড় এলো এক খ্যাপা বুনো।।

সেই আঁধারের পশুদের মুখ চেনা,
তাহাদের তরে মায়ের, বোনের, ভায়ের চরম ঘৃণা
ওরা গুলি ছোঁড়ে এদেশের প্রাণে দেশের দাবীকে রোখে
ওদের ঘৃণ্য পদাঘাত এই সারা বাংলার বুকে
ওরা এদেশের নয়,
দেশের ভাগ্য ওরা করে বিক্রয়
ওরা মানুষের অন্ন, বস্ত্র, শান্তি নিয়েছে কাড়ি
একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি।।

তুমি আজ জাগো তুমি আজ জাগো একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি
আজো জালিমের কারাগারে মরে বীর ছেলে বীর নারী
আমার শহীদ ভায়ের আত্মা ডাকে
জাগো মানুষের সুপ্ত শক্তি হাটে মাঠে ঘাটে বাটে
দারুণ ক্রোধের আগুনে আবার জ্বালবো ফেব্রুয়ারি
একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি একুশে ফেব্রুয়ারি।।

My brothers' blood spattered on the twentyfirst of February
Can I forget the twentyfirst of February
incarnadined by the love of my brother?
The twentyfirst of February, built by the tears
of a hundred mothers robbed of their sons,
Can I ever forget it?

Wake up all serpents, all summer thunderstorms,
Let the whole world rise up in anger and protest against the massacre of innocent children.
They tried to crush the demand of the people by murdering the golden sons of the land.
Can they get away with it at this hour when the times are poised for a radical change?
No, no, no, no, in the history reddened by blood
The final verdict has been given already by the twentyfirst of February.

It was a smooth and pleasant night with the winter nearly gone,
and the moon smiling in the blue sky,
and lovely fragrant flowers blossoming on the roadside,
and all of a sudden rose a storm.

Fierce like a wild horde of savage beasts, even in the darkness we know who those beasts were.
On them we shower the bitterest hatred of all mothers, brothers and sisters.
They fired at the soul of this land,
They tried to silence the demand of the people,
They kicked at the bosom of Bengal, they did not belong to this country.
They wanted to sell away her good fortune.
They robbed the people of food, clothing and peace.
On them we shower our bitterest hatred.

Awaken today, the twentyfirst of February.
Our heroic boys and girls still languish in the prisons of the tyrant.
The souls of my martyred brothers still cry.
But today everywhere the somnolent strength of the people have begun to stir,
And we shall set February ablaze by the flame of our fierce anger.
How can I ever forget the twentyfirst of February?

References[edit | edit source]

  1. Harun ur Rashid (12 November 2004). "Ekush". Star Weekend Magazine. Retrieved 2018-01-29.
  2. (Al Helal 2003, pp. 586–89)
  3. Glassie, Henry and Mahmud, Feroz. 2008. Living Traditions. Cultural Survey of Bangladesh Series-II. Asiatic Society of Bangladesh. Dhaka. pp. 578–579
  4. "Ekusher Gaan". The Daily Star. 2014-02-28. Retrieved 2018-01-29.

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