In the name of our country
The citizens
And patriotism
May we believe in this tripod
Stand on top of it
Squander no chances
Hold our country to the heights
With our brothers and sisters
Though we have many tongues
From different tribes
Let it no divide us
But stitch into one
For a tiger is not one
Without his spots.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem