0 sea, give me your of calm silence,
my people are lost in cruel violence.
0 forest, spread the kind deepness
my people are rich in cheapness
0 sand, give me your fistful freedom
my people are slaving the kingdom
0 bird, sing me a melodious song
my people are abusing the throng
0 sun, pour the gentle warm rays
my people lovingly hate these days
0 wind, bring thou careless jest
my people are isolated depressed
0 flowers, fill the colors of humane in my lives
i need their love again revived.....
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