>≫My Beloved Country

Oh, my sweet and lovely beloved country If you care about and have love for me Then provide me an ample opportunity So that I get freedom and can fly free After climbing up the treacherous gorges And descending down the mighty cliffs With the knowledge of the secret world I will rush to tell you the stories till untold If you distinguish and engage in oppression Upon whom do you run rollers of suppression? They are the parts and parcels of you limbs Getting you reflections of your own deformities