
I am the sea in whose wombs the pearls lie hidden.. Did they ask the diver about my shell?
Oh, woe to me, I am afflicted and my virtues are wearing out.., even if the medicine is powerful, I suffer worse not feeling well.
So do not trust me for the time being, for I fear for you that my death will come.
I see the men of the West as powerful . Powerful peoples with powerful languages are welcome.
My country, the youth, will never tire of worrying about independence . We will draw from the destruction.
Don't wanna be slave to the enemy. Don' want our eternal humiliation and miserable education.
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