This country is not a so called country,
It has more beauty than a lovely poetry.
There is no crisis for food,
The traditional problems will go forgood.
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I want a woman who makes love to me with her eyes open,
I want a woman who will look into mine.
I want a woman who smiles wonderfully,
I want a woman who cries gently.
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Silence is better for ignorant,
Anytime he or she can be arrogant.
If we are not possessed of perfection or excellence,
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I was pleased to hear the music that was more than music,
I was pleased to drink coffee that was more than coffee.
But now without you everything seems empty,
Before which was pretty right now it seems ugly.
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Now my sixth sense is busy;
Finding the meaning of all the work and existence around it,
As the bees keep collecting honey all the time,
They come to me, sometimes as darkness and sometimes as shines,
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We know our commitment should be strong,
Our fists will be tight.
Sometime we will do right or wrong,
We have to continue our fight.
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This is nothing but a profitable business ever,
The rich countries make weapons to kill other
The poor nations are worst sufferer
There is no one who can do us care.
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If there was no border for everyone,
If everyone could visit wherever they want,
If every country could become free zone,
If no one could say we are different.
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Once I was angry with myself.
Why I was brought here?
Why everyone busy for themself?
Why there is no peace anywhere?
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Where it's come from?
How it's look like?
Has it got any fathom?
No one can it dislike.
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