Peace On The Battled Plain
Their mothers and sisters,
Wives and daughters are anxious,
To have their look,
They watch with the eyes alert,
Some have got restored their similes,
But many of them will return despised,
With tears in the eyes,
And subdued shrikes in the hearts;
But there is peace on the battled plain,
For all heads of the families have been killed,
Ah! Now peace, tears and subdued shrikes
Will go ever side by side.