They had cried day and night for our freedom
Not knowing their lives would end to martyrdom
They did not even care unless we are free in our kingdom
Their blood was shed, and our freedom came
Now celebrating, their lives have sprouted into our freedom

Let this freedom be a milestone to prosperity
Not a freedom to treachery and perjury
Neither shall it give us a right to snatch other people’s property
But a motivation to work hard like ants in hurry
So as, to act as an appreciation, to martyr’s charity

Our fury will make our sweat worth, our freedom
As we toil together cementing our unity
That can contribute to development of our kingdom
Uplifting our lives to the higher level of prosperity
Later, only to take a deep sigh of real freedom.