42 ór Lorhori [Old Rohingya Poetry]

42 ór Lorhori

Hoinna haaçer kuf maári
             Oi-ló jádur lorhori,
Sei Jaadu rey maári felléy 
             Luwár seél maári.

Selór agaát jádurey loi
            Horáf mogáy nasér gói,
musólmánáy gorér handoón
           Jongol etáy bói.

Niz stánor goór fayli 
             Musoólman oór lorhóry,
Musoólman haça haái
         Góbon góillo apókor faari.

Afokór dhálaát zaái
             Kiwórey dháker baáf oh bhái,
Haázar Haázar Mori zaddéy
              Faánir loót no fai.

Zattún asshíl buráburi
              Tarár fuinnó lorhóry
Dhálaát mazáy felai aisshéy
               Harái no faári.

[English translation of this song]

The girls have been killed by wrath.

Innocent childrens become Helpless.

Childrens killed by a sharp iron rod(sel).

After entom the child  on the sharp rod (sel) the mogh (Rakhine)

started dancing.

Rohingyas are crying around the forest.

Rohingya become more helpless after leaving theirs home of mother's country.

The Afookor valley become much memorable after Rohingyas massacre.

Going to Afookor Valley- hailed as father and brother to others, 

Thousands of people died by thirsty.

Those peoples become very helpless who have old parents,

they flees afookor valley after keep them at that dangerous place.