[Verse 1] Lalon sang, “মানুষ ভজলে সোনার মানুষ হবি”— Beyond birth and caste, see the human first. But Mohan asks, “If a leader denies me letters, how will I know truth from lies, right from wrong?” [Chorus] Without words, the scripture stays closed, Without letters, faith turns blind. Learning is the lamp of the soul, No chains of caste can bind. [Verse 2] Some say angels taught the prophets, Some say stars whispered to kings, But what of the child who holds no book, Only hunger, only silence sings? [Chorus] Without words, the scripture stays closed, Without letters, faith turns blind. Learning is the lamp of the soul, No chains of caste can bind. [Bridge] Mohan walked away from the temple gate, His tribe said—“Don’t go to school, Missionaries give books, but you’ll lose your name.” He chose knowledge over cruel rule. [Verse 3] He crossed the river, changed his faith, Hoping tomorrow’s children will read. From Hindu roots to Muslim soil, He planted the seed of need. [Final Chorus] Without words, the scripture stays closed, Without letters, faith turns blind. Learning is the lamp of the soul, No chains of caste can bind.
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