See me, I am dying
For my own language.
See me I am dying
For my own land.
See me, I am dying
For my own mother.
My language, my land
And my mother are
Inseparable and they are
All my life partners.
Let me live with
My mother and my language
On my own land
And let me set free,
I want nothing more than this.
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