The Bright Red Star, song

Oh, Shining Red Star,

We are the future for class struggle in this dark night

We can fight with guns made of wood

We will give company to poor and sad people

Our chest is small

The feasts are tightening

Oh, Shining Red Star

We sing the song of hunger

We will fight against injustice

Our hearts are still small

We will finish off the enemy

Oh, Shining Red Star

Beloved Village of Thabang, poem

The beautiful village of Thabang is in the cradle of Jaljala

Let's go and see the new-new things in the village of Thabang

Oh, what beautiful hills with flowers everywhere,

Model School is in Babang

Ajanbarijan Commune is in Rachibang

Industry is running in the village nearby

Gemisang community shop is in the market

Thabang village is so beautiful in everyone's life

The people's stadium is near Balawadra secondary school,

Red Castle is made of blood

Martyr's Park is even more delightful, being near the garden

Is the incomparable sacrifice of thirty-two sons…

The doors to development opened up by building Martyr's Road,

People are all happy, for the Red Power has come.

Fought with the enemy and never bowed down,

We never left the revolutionary thoughts

We are marching forward carrying the flag of protest

And we are requesting everyone to go together

This beautiful village of Thabang is a never-dying place

Come and see Thabang once in a lifetime

Resting Place of Martyrs, poem

This is the part of life

Travelling through the hills and the plains of Tarai

When I reached the resting place of martyrs

The chautari was filled with blood of martyrs,

Who fought against injustice

Fighting they sacrificed their lives

That is why, let's rise against injustice all of us…

Thabang village so charming,

People's Government so beautiful

Nearby fly the souls of thirty-two martyrs, who gave their lives…