The Lion's Cry in Cooch Behar. [An Epic of Cooch Behar]

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THIS SONG IS BASED ON THE HISTORY OF COOCH BEHAR.

Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
The throne ofNaranarayan, once a sun so bright,
Now casts a lengthening shadow in the pale moonlight.
The lion's mane is tangled,the dynasty grows thin,
AsDharmendra, the young heir, is gathered to the wind.
From the mist-wrapped peaks of Bhutan,a vulture's shadow falls,
They see the plains of Bengal,they hear a kingdom's calls.
ThePenlop of Trongsa sharpens a hungry, greedy claw,
To seize the fertileDuars and enforce the Dragon's Law.

(Pre-Chorus 1)
But in the palace,silence, a queen begins to weep,
Then dries her tears with purpose,a vow she vows to keep.
Srimanta Rani Saraswati,with a will of tempered steel,
Refuses to let her people a vassal's destiny feel.

(Chorus)
So sound the war horn in Cooch Behar!
For theRani Regent, our avenging star!
She writes the letter,a desperate, final plea,
To the merchants of Calcutta,across the Bengal Sea!
For theTorsa River and the Madan Mohan's shrine!
We will break the Drukpa's leash and draw a final line!

(Verse 2)
The Company in Calcutta,sees a chance to stretch its hand,
A buffer from the mountain tribes,a foothold in the land.
Warren Hastingsgives the order, a gamble in the hills,
A force of sepoys and ambition,to test the Dragon's wills.
And leading them,a soldier, by the name of Captain Jones,
To fight a war of musket-fire on unfamiliar stones.
Beside him march the Koch men,with Chandranarayan at their head,
Their prince,their land, their future, for every word he said.

(Pre-Chorus 2)
They march through steaming terai,where the elephant grass grows tall,
To answer the Bhutanese and their occupying call.
They see the palace,captive, a jewel held in a fist,
And know the coming battle is a grim and bloody tryst.

(Chorus)
So sound the war horn in Cooch Behar!
For theRani Regent, our avenging star!
She calls the storm to break the chain,
And welcomesJones and his loyal, rain-soaked men!
For theBaneswar temple, 'neath the Himalayan sky,
They'll teach the invading force what it means to die!

(Bridge)
TheAnglo-Bhutan War is joined, a brutal, costly fight,
In the mud ofPasakha, in the dead of night.
Captain Jonesfalls to a fever, or a sniper's deadly aim,
A English name is written,on the Indian roll of fame.
The Bhutanese are ruthless,from their mountain fortress walls,
But the Koch and British forces,answer every single call.
For every inch of Duar land,a hundred souls are paid,
As the future of a kingdom on the point of steel is laid.


(Verse 3)
The war grinds to a stalemate,in the Seventeen Seventy-Four,
No one has the strength or will to prosecute it more.
Hastings sends a diplomat,the shrewd and clever Bogle,
To talk of peace in Punakha and end the fatal struggle.
TheTreaty of Peace is written, the Bhutanese withdraw,
But the price of their departure,is a newly-written law.

(The Revelation)
The lion is protected,but the protector holds the chain,
The Kingdom of Cooch Behar will not be free again.
The Rani saved her people from the dragon's fire and rage,
But opened up a brand new,a complicated page.
A princely state,a puppet, in the British Empire's game,
The victory was real,but nothing was the same.

(Final Chorus)
Hear thelast horn cry in Cooch Behar!
ForSrimanta Rani, our avenging star!
You fought for breath,for sovereign right,
And saved us from the endless night!
But in the peace,a silent cost,
A part of our own freedom,lost!
We stand,but not alone, beneath the same sky.

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