Goodbye mother land,
Goodbye father land,
I'll miss you my kinsman,
Take care of my land,
Upon this rotten log,
I jumped like a frog,
When I was little,
Now filled with fog,
I walked past her door,
I could still hear her mourn,
As she headed my footsteps,
When she opened her door,
Please don't go she weep ed,
Am on exile I speak,
Must you go she sober ed,
I must and I will,
Goodbye then,
Come back alive or dead,
I'll never return,
Even if am dead,
Why does it end,
This happiness we shared,
Now faded and gone,
Like a tattered shirt,
I wish I could write you,
And receive also from you,
So letters will keep us close,
But i'll never see you,
Goodbye my love,
Know you're always my love,
Even on this exile,
I know I had a love.
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