Song Of Bangladesh

<br>(Words and Music by Joan Baez) <br><br>Bangladesh, Bangladesh <br>Bangladesh, Bangladesh <br>When the sun sinks in the west <br>Die a million people of the Bangladesh <br><br>The story of Bangladesh <br>Is an ancient one again made fresh <br>By blind men who carry out commmands <br>Which flow out of the laws upon which nation stands <br>Which is to sacrifice a people for a land <br><br>Bangladesh, Bangladesh <br>Bangladesh, Bangladesh <br>When the sun sinks in the west <br>Die a million people of the Bangladesh <br><br>Once again we stand aside <br>And watch the families crucified <br>See a teenage mother`s vacant eyes <br>As she watches her feeble baby try <br>To fight the monsoon rains and the cholera flies <br><br>And the students at the university <br>Asleep at night quite peacefully <br>The soldiers came and shot them in their beds <br>And terror took the dorm awakening shrieks of dread <br>And silent frozen forms and pillows drenched in red <br><br>Bangladesh, Bangladesh <br>Bangladesh, Bangladesh <br>When the sun sinks in the west <br>Die a million people of the Bangladesh <br><br>Did you read about the army officer`s plea <br>For donor`s blood? It was given willingly <br>By boys who took the needles in their veins <br>And from their bodies every drop of blood was drained <br>No time to comprehend and there was little pain <br><br>And so the story of Bangladesh <br>Is an ancient one again made fresh <br>By all who carry out commands <br>Which flow out of the laws upon which nations stand <br>Which say to sacrifice a people for a land <br><br>Bangladesh, Bangladesh <br>Bangladesh, Bangladesh <br>When the sun sinks in the west <br>Die a million people of the Bangladesh <br><br>В© 1972 Chandos Music (ASCAP)