>≫≫≫Fake Patriots

From outside you came Here five thousand years ago And me three thousand And half later We were on the same boat Grazing from meadows to meadows Gazing the beauty Of her rivers, hills and valleys Upon being tired as a traveler We pretended to be a guest Till date you never return To the land you belong So is the case With me and my clan But where do you get the guts from To claim this is your mother land and all are foreigners? To call spade a spade No shred of friendship I see in your mind You remain an aggressor Like your ancestors a fake patriot The seed of grabbing and snatching mentality Still alive in your blood