New days are old life, change in pace as a new life
Hundreds of people are dying, how much neglect,
Not just the hated looted political shift!
Unlike new faces, sprouting like new faces, unknown strangers,
Everyone eats their own food, eat another meat,
Lonely people who have not been neglected after seeing them.
Those who speak mouthlessly before coming to power
After taking power, the people’s right to take away their share of their own.
Took out the hand to the extent of simplicity mind
But later on the simplicity, the burden of the bereavement
Alas, my country is in Tuyez and now the captives near Luvids
You must be confronted with their covetousness.
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