In my country, I see the footprints of poverty disappearing
I see the nation dispersing like sand on a windy day –
Same direction but different timing and destination,
My people infected by a lack of humanity, a disease of the nation.
In my country, I hope for unity and love,
Where my people will live by in harmony,
Everyone is flying majestically,
Gliding in the air with no one pulling another back – like eagles.
In my country, I strive for the freedom of my fellow brothers and sisters.
Freedom from physical suppression and mental oppression.
A nation where gossip is not an obsession
I see hope in the eyes of the young children of the soil, that one day
The struggle will come to an end that one day the nation will unite.
A light flinches like a candle in the dark, the future is bright.