Why should I bow,
For your whims.
Why should I kneel,
For the dust left behind.
My soul is my voice,
My identity of freedom.
With all my heart I love,
The daily small rhythm.
I refuse to be enslaved,
I refuse to be chained.
In motion my god lives,
Within him,my pride resides.
With arrows I won't be hurt,
With guns I won't be shot.
If it comes to a war,
For my nation,I shall readily die!

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