Notuner Gaan

"Notuner Gan",^[a] more popularly known by its incipit "Chol Chol Chol",^[b] is the national march of Bangladesh,^[1]^[2] whose lyrics and tune were written by national poet Kazi Nazrul Islam in 1928. It was first published in the newspaper Shikha (শিখা 'Flame') with the title Notuner Gaan, and was later included in Nazrul's book Sandha (সন্ধ্যা 'Evening'). The Bangladeshi government adopted this song as the national marching song of Bangladesh on 13 January 1972 in its first meeting after the country's independence.^[2] The first lines of the song are played at most military ceremonies or functions. The Daily Star has referred to it as the national military song.^[3] It was proposed for the national anthem of Bangladesh in 1975.^[4] The song ranked 18th in the list of the twenty greatest Bengali songs of all time in a 2006 survey conducted by BBC Bangla.^[5]

LyricsKazi Nazrul Islam, 1928

MusicKazi Nazrul Islam, 1928

Adopted13 January 1972

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Notuner Gan
English: Youth Song
নতুনের গান
Kazi Nazrul Islam, composer of the song
National march of Bangladesh
Lyrics	Kazi Nazrul Islam, 1928
Music	Kazi Nazrul Islam, 1928
Adopted	13 January 1972

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Bengali original^[6]^[7]^[8]	Romanisation	English translation^[2]^[9]^[10]^[11]
চল্‌ চল্‌ চল্‌ ঊর্দ্ধ গগনে বাজে মাদল নিম্নে উতলা ধরণী-তল অরুণ প্রাতের তরুণ দল চল্‌ রে চল্‌ রে চল্‌ চল্‌ চল্‌ চল্‌।। ঊষার দুয়ারে হানি আঘাত আমরা আনিব রাঙা প্রভাত আমরা টুটাব তিমির রাত, বাঁধার বিন্ধ্যা চল।। নব নবীনের গাহিয়া গান সজীব করিব মহাশ্মশান আমরা দানিব নতুন প্রাণ বাহুতে নবীন বল।। চলরে নওজোয়ান শোনরে পাতিয়া কান- মৃত্যু-তোরণ-দুয়ারে-দুয়ারে জীবনের আহ্বান ভাঙ্গরে ভাঙ্গ আগল চল্‌ রে চল্‌ রে চল্‌ চল্‌ চল্‌ চল্‌।। ঊর্ধ্ব আদেশ হানিছে বাজ, শহীদী-ঈদের সেনারা সাজ, দিকে দিকে চলে কুচ-কাওয়াজ— খোল রে নিদ-মহল! কবে সে খেয়ালী বাদশাহী, সেই সে অতীতে আজো চাহি' যাস মুসাফির গান গাহি' ফেলিস অশ্রুজল। যাক রে তখত-তাউস জাগ রে জাগ বেহুঁশ। ডুবিল রে দেখ কত পারস্য কত রোম গ্রিক রুশ, জাগিল তা'রা সকল, জেগে ওঠ হীনবল! আমরা গড়িব নতুন করিয়া ধুলায় তাজমহল! চল্‌ চল্‌ চল্।।	chôl chôl chôl! Urddhô gôgône baje madôl Nimne utôla dhôrôṇi-tôl Ôruṇ prater tôruṇ dôl chôlre chôlre chôl chôl chôl chôl! Uṣar duẇare hani aghat Amra anib raṅa prôbhat Amra ṭuṭab timir rat Bãdhar bindhya chôl. Nôb nôbiner gahiẏa gan Sôjib kôrib môhaśôśman Amra danib nôtun praṇ Bahute nôbin bôl. chôlre nôojoẇan, Śonre patiẏa kan- Mṛtyu-tôroṇ-duẇare-duẇare Jibôner ahban Bhaṅgre bhaṅg agôl chôlre chôlre chôl chôl chôl chôl! Urddhô adeś haniche baj Śôhidi-Ider senara saj Dike dike chôle kuc-kaoẇaj – Kholre nid-môhôl! Kôbe se kheẏali badśahi Sei se otite ajo cahi Yas musaphir gan gahi Phelis ôśrujôl! Yakre takht-taus Jagre jag behũś Ḍubilre dekh kot parôsyô Kôt rom grik ruś Jagil ta'ra sôkôl Jege oṭh hinbôl! Amra gôṛib nôtun kôriẏa Dhulaẏ tajmôhôl! chôl chôl chôl!	March, March, March! By a drum beat to a heavenly height From earth beneath and soil's blight Youth rise in the dawn's light, Left, now, now, right! March, March, March! Through dawn's door, a shattering blow We will bring daybreak, scarlet in glow; We will destroy the gloom of the night And hindering mountain height. The youngest of young, a song will sing; From buried bones we raise the living; We are the ones, new life will bring With a new arm of might. Soldier, take your stand, A heartening ear now bend; Doors that lead to death's portal, A call to life extend! Break all doors tight and march, left and right! March, March, March! On high the cry to charge is made, the martyr's captain for battle's arrayed; In every direction, a marching parade roushing the drowsy from night. When did that ancient kingdom vanish away? We want that ancient age today. The troubadours song, we will sing and play. weep with all your might! Shed now, the pompous throne awaken, O you heedless drone! See how the Persian rule sank down, and Russia and Greece and Rome. They all awoke to fight; You feeble, now ignite! From the dust, we will build anew the Taj Mahal! Unite! Left, right! Left, right! March, March, March!

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[a]
Bengali: নতুনের গান, romanized: Nôtuner Gan, IPA: [ˈnotuneɾ ˈgan]; lit. 'Youth Song'
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Bengali: চল্‌ চল্‌ চল্‌, romanized: chôl chôl chôl, IPA: [tʃɔl tʃɔl tʃɔl]; lit. 'March! March! March!'

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