I am a soldier
I am proud
Feel privileged to service my nation
Pridely like a peacock soar to be one
To serve the nation
Whom i was called
With all my heart and my might
I am a soldier
I had chosen to rescue and deliver
Though i was trained to kill
And being kill alike
I risen to serve my fatherland
With a heart pure as snow
I live,
Dressed in a chameleon garment
Fettered with the yoke of metal shoes
A brass rod of burden
Suck in, in red like the scarlet
Through the succulent salamander body.
I am a soldier
To build her unity its my kinds
A pride that never be in vain
I must lean to pay my tribute
Like the heroes past
Who bound the nation in freedom
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