Small Two Legs.

 Small two legs, small two arms

 He works hard for two rupees and eats from dawn to night.

 He swears, kicks and bows his head

 How empty stomach Roy looked at him

 So he works from morning till night

 Two small legs, two small hands.

 Kurd Takd Takd Dada, Kur Takd Takd,

 Not one, not two, two hundred and ten million,

 Two hundred million children die in bed,

 Two small legs, two small hands.

 'Children's Fair', 'Children's Day', 'Children's Year'

 How many honey-smeared words, printed letters

 Al Jhalmal Sabha, the tide of thought

 Yet the bed of the future is full of ghosts.

 This Mahabharata Dada, this Mahabharata

 There is a baby yard like a fish

 There is fuel for the baby

 The words of Mahabharata are like nectar.