A strange country;
surrounded with boundaries;
Soldiers of death;
defend till last breathe.
A country of workers;
the ground choppers;
Small in size;
work to great heights.
The Queen is supreme;
she lives within;
A strange country;
the ground's heaven.
They roll out in lines;
they conquer strange nights;
They work all day;
the Queen must have her share.
The Queen is mother;
she multiplies the borders;
A strange country;
i stand upon her.
A strange country;
antennas of glory;
Soldiers or workers;
two seperate classes.
A strange country;
built my journeys;
A strange country;
i cease not to sleep.
Gather for her lands;
stride out in great pasts;
Small in size;
every family's pride.
A strange country;
one buried in the sands.
A strange country;
where the Queen is supreme.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem