We come from that land you heard and know of
Where milk used flow in the rivers
And creeks filled with honey
But our brothers and chiefs are greedy
They have guarded all wells with their laws and dogs
So we are here in search of supplies
Our chiefs have allied with the stranger
Norms have changed and treasures are disappearing
Corruption has found a home but who can see it
We have lost order, our home is ruined
Because our king is sick and well stricken in age
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I would like to translate this poem
yes i agree this poem and mine are related very closely.