#SolanaSurge Taka Earth, Earth Taka

Taka Earth, Earth Taka,

Life is spinning in Dhaka.

Today’s king, tomorrow a beggar,

The play of time, nothing remains.

Money falls from the leaves of trees,

Without hard work, value is empty.

The smell of wet soil in sweat,

That money brings happiness.

In greed, dreams burn,

Money only deceives.

Earthly people, we meet in the earth,

No one moves leaving money behind.

That's why I say, keep in mind,

Money is not happiness, look at the heart.

People will remain, the earth will remain,

Money will only turn to dust!