The long lived legends who witnessed the history
Attuned to the matters of honor and freedom
Knows and awe of the truth and the blue eyes,
Those have met are the luckiest and they've changed drastically
Sometimes a child, sometimes a soldier
Carried the burden to a great cause
He saw great distances with gifted spirit
Then return to make the history to his people
War, politics, matters at hand, was a playground to his leads
Sacred silence was his best deed
There is not many who could merely achieve his dreams
Let us mourn over this giant and remember that how we made free
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