Sing
the song of freedom
When
we wake up on May 6
The
morning must be bright and glow
A
bit cloudy maybe a misty flow on the main range
The
solidarity of the people
The
colour is blind the mind is free
With
our collective efforts
The
ruling elites and cronies will run
The
dark forces may try to cheat
The
watchful eyes of the hounding dogs
The
gnawing teeth bearing its anger
The
little demons will not appear
Sing
the song of freedom
When
the day is done and gone
We
will have a new page to write
And
history will enter its first entry
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