homeland
Lived in peace
Gradually progressing
Time took a lot of things
A lot of valuables
When will there be a say?
Who shall liberate?
Lives can be made better
Depending solely on yourself
Go into foreign lands
And labour in pain
The homeland gradually dies
If you all run away
Who then will save your land?
North, east, west, south
Home is home
It can be made a better home
And those who once ruled you
You shall rule
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