 Welcome to Vaktkiya Vaz. In this episode and the next one, we will talk about the music that has been created and performed as part of the ongoing massive struggle against the farm laws which have been enacted in India. What has happened has been quite stupendous. More than 700 songs have been written and performed in the last two months alone and hundreds of others have also been performed from older traditions and existing repertoire. Music and musicians have played a very major role in this struggle. They have posed questions, commented on developments and also invoked history through their music. I am Sarbjyot Singh, a Jyugni Dibhol, the founder of our country, Jyush, and his followers. You have brought your farmers to the streets. Now these are the roads. And the roads do not stop from the banks. These are the roads. These are the roads that have left the path of self-sacrifice. They have broken the branches of the trees. All of them have eaten the fragrance of the sun. And they have promised the fields that they will return only when they win. They will return only when they win. Now those who have come, listen to this. Those who have come, listen to this. This is not going to stop from false promises. Before you came Jabir, before you came Shaatir, before you came Tajir, before you came Raizan. Before you came Tajir, before you came Raizan, who was trying to keep all the fields without the name of their masters. Even in their fate, they had lost. Even in their fate, they had lost. And even in your fate, they have lost. The one who sat on the throne, he became God. The one who sat on the throne, he became God. You thought that you are God today. Who gave you this right? Write everyone's fate with blood and keep writing. If there is God on earth, if there is anyone, then he is God. He is the same God. He is God. And the same God is on the streets today, leaving the ruins of the temples of his fields. Sarbakaf, spread it in your hands. Sarbakaf, spread it in your hands. All the secrets about man who is on the streets today. Haqimo, know it. Listen to the warning. Haqimo, know it. Listen to the warning. Write your fate on the streets now. The infirmity of the law of the Black Sea. The infirmity of the law of the Black Sea. The ruins are scattered all around. Colour these pieces in color. The history of the future will be written only on the cities. The history of the future will be written only on the cities. You have brought the farmers to the streets. Now these are the cities. And the cities do not stop from the tins. Have you ever made bread like this before? No. This is what the Modi government has taught us. The blood of the people of the Black Sea. Go back to the call of the morning. Go back to the youth. Anyway, this is all the work of the people. Go back. You will have to listen to the government. The government has given you the power to do so. You will have to do what you want to do. You will have to get away from this. You will have to go back to your mother. You will have to get your power back. You will have to leave the border and go back to the government. You will have to do something. Tere rajas tamas te satvegun. Asi agan agantar chaliya haan, tere boohe tod ke haliya haan. Salkaate asa ne jaat thaliya, sab param ve teri taakadda. Salkaate teri jaat riya, asa tuna apni taakadda. Ban jugni tere kar vadeya, e juna sadi chahadda. Mulanda vaza kar diya lana, asi thuk rande thwanu. Vapas jao jao jao, thwa den kale, katil kanu na. Daay ko hi jawa, vapas jao. Jyok saanidra hai, unse aakar mili hai, unse puche ki unko kitni muskulati hai. Bo kaise sote hai, kaise khaana banati hai. Asa nik leya, chad saari fikra. Gandeya hai zalim, vapas jao jao jao. Mitti de kan kan, vich jo hai ondi. Hai hi goon, jai zalim, vapas jao. Zalim jao, vapas jao jao jao.