A small seed germinating
On the soil of Land of Hornbills
The brave ones dare to challenge
The strong hold of the ruling elites
The fear they have
Slowly surely will be disappeared
Remember your ancient warriors
They fought for their rights
Though many are blinded
With flow of peanut money and goods
Believing these are paradise
No more running wild in the forests
People of Land of Hornbills
You did display your fighting spirits
Yet it wasn't enough to wrangle your foes
You still vote them inspite of many injustices done
You had tasted the fight
A slow growth yet it is quite satisfied
Now prepare for the major one
Chase them out from Putra Jaya!
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