We are the stars of star shine
Glowing dust of the morning
Caused by the heart to define
The wings of our love aborning
Dreams that follow onto dust
Reigns of true destiny pending
Trials and errors never to rust
Each in turn plentiful vending
Taking days through inspiration
Giving some time to our hope
Freedom’s love for each nation
Just like smoke that can’t elope
Morn given that's been walked
Through struggling that hesitates
Around swaying barleys barrack
In every shading of its true baits
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