May our mind be without a drop of fear May our heads be held high May knowledge breathe free And the earth stay undivided Let words take birth from the womb of truth Let our stream of deeds flow And tear through the desert The quicksand of our habits May our chest swell with pride May it not break into pieces May our feelings be full of sweet rhythm And the openings of our songs even sweeter Strike them again and again Wake up my country
Posted on: Mon, 26 Aug 2013 11:05:28 +0000
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