My bother don't stop, the journey is long.
Don't give up yet there's joy to come.
Feeble and weak though you may be,
Worn down and beaten your soul may be,
But brace up now, lift yourself up,
Stand up and take this journey on.
Comrade, I know you're pained and weak,
Brother, I know the end we cannot see.
Cast not your head to the ground,
Don't lie down, please stand let's strive.
The end of the tunnel seems really far,
Yet my friend brace up and let us stride on.
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