This app with all the popular patriotic song.

This app with all the popular patriotic song.

This app is that the songs are:

We are all Bengali

Our consciousness on the beach

Like many of our different teams

My protest

My brother's bloody ETV February

Article Why Your eyes water, my Mother

Give me build up my mama

I'm one of the liberation army

I am restless Summer Storm

I sing in Bangla

I saw that the land

This is the Padma, Meghna

Come early in the morning today, the Sunrise

A sea of ​​blood

You speak of the monochord

And a brother, than pure gold

And Moder desabasire

They assumed they cheater

They Robson fears

Comrade amdhiyara the night

Prepare the ground straits at the village nagara

Children of all adults

Crowds digit hear the crowd digit

Continue to fight the crowds

Blessed is my birth mama

Wake up wake up wake up the proletarian

Awake, O people of Bengal

Bangladesh win win newborn

Joy Joy Bangla Bengali

Sathire float the vessel at sea

They have the ear of the green rice

Tirahara the sea waves

Blow the horn sound with pride

Now came the day

Our full BG dhanadhanye puspe

Young young young man had spent the

My soul brother Paul Robeson

Weigh anchor hole to hole up time

I'll padmare wave waves

The sun is on the horizon

My end of the first Bangladesh Bangladesh

Lightning also again swear everyone laha

Bengali Quit

Bangladesh (own country)

Bangladesh Bangladesh

The students and the public

Ban will open the Ganges not die

The men banabhasi

Judges who will judge you

The vicious cycle of barricades bayonet

Children kept in fear of death

Your mama's lap grows

Leaving everything apart de boatmen take

Temple release sopanatale

How many lives were sacrificed for freedom Temple sopanatale

A thrill of hope Bengali language Moder Moder garaba

Mora fight to save a flower

There is no end to the war

Written with the blood of the name

Raktatilaka foreheads sun

Eyes red clay paints Juralo

Give me back up

Millions hand

Fight for peace

Struggling artist Paul Robson

It's the end of the day drying

Listen to a mujibarera

December solai

please open every window

Well done Bangladesh

Of the Salam Salam Salam

It is twenty-seven and a half million Bengalis back

You are suryadaye sunset

Gold gold gold

Wrap gold Bengali Moder

Alas, my mind the inebriate

This is not poetry, O mahajibana

Hey ho rice samalo

The lauhakapata Webster

Today Rebellion

Get your day and

Mora passengers on the same ship

Back came the twenty-first

Eight horses Music