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You are our the Supreme, the Unique Artist
In the womb you breathe soul
We are alive,
There we are formed how you form
Fed what you feed, guided how you guide;

In the earth you show us the right path
But most of us take the wrong path
That origins chaos, crimes, guilts, sins
Makes us chaotic, criminal, guilty, sinners;

O, Lord! the Merciful, the Powerful Lord,
Empower the flowers to teach us manners
To color us with fresh and pure hue
As we are pale with dirt, dust and in due,

Empower the flowing rivers to teach us
How to flow a stream from the soul
As we are stagnant rivers about to die
With immeasurable crimes, guilts, sins 
We are so unmannered, shameless
That we harm our own face
We are too stupid to hasitate cheating self existence
We are too ignorant to understand own fault;

Much of our technology, knowledge harming us
We are poorly failed
We need proper knowledge to save us
We are in disputes, in ruins, in loss
We are not judges
We are convicted, needed to be judged
Most of us are strayed needed to be on right path.

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