Where through his songs
Not value taken and not introduction
After hearing the song in that assembly
No one play a big hand
Where in the poets of worldwide
There is no difference
Where the emotions flying
Keep the focus on you
O my father! In that the world assembly
Invite me, call me!
There are my unexpressed songs
Let me sing proudly, let play on!
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