The toils and stress
'Cause our nation press on
Admist all uncertainty
We took up the duty
And gave that which we can
Always aware of the fragility
'Cause our nation still grapples
We still holding on the lapples
Of true virtue and purpose
Our milk teeth still bites on
As we all put in our strength
That all may be well
That we may achieve tranquility
Where nothing is at err.
15/06/2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem