Be prepared, my dear brothers,
To lay down our lives for
Our mother,
Our mother tongue
And for mother land.
Let me say, dear brothers,
Your strategic points are
Your love and truthfulness.
Discover everything,
Everything is there, dear brothers,
In your mother land,
Mother tongue and
With your mother.
Come on and get nectar.
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