
The bullet that pierced his heart
The bullet that pierced his heart
We cry also cry for him
A bullet in his middle chest of our child
The last child of our leader
Who raised the voiceless race
The child the mother tiger gave birth to
The tiger that broke the barrier
He held it down – the lion in front of him
He stood up for Eelam – the last pearl of him the child
The land with many victories and wisdom
The land with courage
The pure leader of Eelam the land
All our thought about the child
He will be the creature of time
The world blindly killed
The prince of Eelam
We also cry for the child
– By Saran
(Written for Balachandran)
(Correction by Tamilpriya)