Please........
Open my hand's lock,
I want to go back my country.
Please.........
Make open my eye,
I want to see my mum.
Now it is youthful beauty-
of my mum's chest.
Please...........
Open this jail door,
I want to kiss my homeland mud.
Now it is winter there........
There are a lots of winter flower,
A group of butterfly,
Some flying heron,
Green paddy field,
Lime children,
will come to receive me.
Please........
Make open my mouth,
I want to talk,
I want to sing a song,
I want to say-
' I love my country, I love this world'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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