My continent splendidly encompasses me,
Opening avenues of birds and animals;
Forming myself a puzzle,
The real islands of my eyes are astounded.
Anecdotes of speaking people are astounding,
Forcing wretched messengers to the hearth.
This fire inside burnt as anger,
My anger in this sense was solid,
Like the government and the reality
That people will question.
My country thinks splendidly of me,
Justice explodes the sufferers of wealth.
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