Gentle people
Pearl of the East
Heart fire
In your chest is life
Chosen land
Be the cradle of the brave
To the conqueror
You will not be oppressed
In the sea and the mountains
In the breeze and in the
Your blue sky
There is beauty in poetry
And songs in
Freedom beloved
The sparkle of your flag is
Shining victory
His star and sun
When will
'Never darken
Land of the sun, of
Glory and passion
Life is heaven
With you
Our happiness
Someone oppresses
To die because of you< br/>

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