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I am a warrior |
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And I grasp the greatness of my people |
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And trustful I fight strenuously |
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For a day I may have right upon |
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The splendorous heritage of my ancestors |
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A claim for thee! |
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Ancient braves of my blood! |
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Forefather and mother of mine |
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Strenghten my body and soul |
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Guide me, to the victory in battle, to the glory |
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For thee I shall fight |
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And I'll bathe in the fluids of hatred |
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Oh my folk! For thee I shall slay |
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And fervently I'll raise my sword to the clouds |
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The war has consumed the last drops of my blood |
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Now it's spilled over the battleground |
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My sword has broken in two parts |
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And my spirit weakens and thus I'm disarmed... |
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But a warrior never flees from war |
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Even when he has broken bones |
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But, for a whole era of glory |
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Triumphs and victory of thy blood |
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In the name of Gods of braves |
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Do not bid me now take place |
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Among those of mine |
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Help me in this frightful time! |
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Help me my ancestors! |
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Help me! |
