| Red stars waving high, on the mountains of my land. Hear my people cry, sadness in their mind. |
| You feel like a god, with the gun in your hand, sorrow you have brought, to my peaceful land. |
| Brothers and sisters, stand up for your right, justice will always guide us, never lose the light. |
| still we sing a song, a song of love and peace. Hatred we don't long, no more silent tears. |
| you may laugh at me,and torture with devils skill. Never will you see, how you break my will. |
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