Nigeria, my motherland
I love your golden past
How you fought for the freedom flag
But when will slavery and killing become a thing of the past
When will your moon bring forth its light
Silver-like tears is glistening the corner of my eye
Longing to behold the beautiful sky
Nonetheless, I know one day you will fly reaching the sky
I keep my faith in you my land
I love you with my heart
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