Take not away our language,
Take not away from our identity.
Our air our star is there,
Take not away from our life.
No match, see with you.
So many years we try but
Get no result no benefit
And if you are not changed
Why should we change hours
That is in us from birth.
Leave us, leave us, if
You are unable to utter
The language of this land,
Disrespect, not this sand.
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