The great song was never sung before,
The obnoxious devils prevented it for their own self,
They always kept it aside,
But today it must be sung,
See your surrounding,
It's in dire straits now,
Indeed it's on the verge of death,
Feel it sincerely and honestly,
Hurry up, dear friends,
Sing the lovely song with great ease defying all the harsh obstacles.
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