This is my motherland where I belong,
and being a part of it, I feel so strong.
The feeling of its touch can’t be told,
living here only we became so bold.
The scent of the land just blows my mind,
and the purity of this country is one of its kind.
The culture here is so vast that it can’t be defined,
but some of us are so lame that they do silly things to destroy its fame.
We fight among ourselves and kill our brothers,
and we behave like they don’t belong with us, but they are others.
Teardrops fall from my eyes when I see people killing each other,
and how can they stab their own mother?
This land provides us with everything we need,
and I am glad to be born here indeed.
I wish to spend my entire life here,
take my last breath in the arms of my dear mother.
I am proud to be in the land of great warriors,
who gave their lives so that we can rest in peace.
They left their families so that we can chase our dreams,
for sake of them also can’t we be together, should we let their sacrifices be a waste.
When will we understand that brothers should not fight,
whenever something goes wrong we should hold each other tight.
We are so back because we create differences among each other,
and this can’t be improved until we learn to stay together.
I hope someday we understand the value of the lending hand,
and that every countryman are made of the same sand,
then we can proudly say, yes this,
this is our MOTHERLAND….