FROM DUST REVOLUTIONS

Although we have become dust and soil
It is along the coast and valley
Have not breathed the warm sun of independence
Not yet fresh about the freedom of amulet
But that does not mean
Everything we ever sacrificed
Create the lading furniture where you plant
And I say now
All of us whose life is still haunting
To the peace with God
We never relieved
The earth is warm
What we wash with blood
Dense jungle
What we are dealing with love surrender
You make the pasture
For the starving sheep
It's useless so the dust is flying
When the majestic nation just a song of idol
It's just a verbal determination
Not for that we were ready to die
But make the equator sea honey off
Place of the future children
Free wallowing while drinking and laughing
Without anxiety in the hell of the world