We are our culture,
Long we have lived it's love,
We are it's voices,
We are it's rhythm,
It's print always our footprints;
In our feelings are not tortured,
In we stand firm its stature,
Our culture we value,
It is our future,
In we read overtime,
Because it a course,
We will always face and sing it's melodies forever.
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