Ten score years ago, defeat the kingly foe A wondrous dream came into being Tame the trackless waste, no virgin land left chaste All shining eyes, but never seeing
Beneath the noble birth Between the proudest words Behind the beauty, crack appear Once, with heads held high They sang out to the sky Why do their shadows bow in fear?
The guns replace the plow, facades are tarnished now The principles have been betrayed The dreams's gone stale, but still, let hope prevail History's debt won't be repaid
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