America 2
The giants in the lanky tribes, Abandoned their masters, Their overlords in the Isle. And chose the land of peace And freedom for benefactor. We in our lands approached America, our dream land. And saluted their flag. We thought that America would understand. In our culture, A friend does not need To tell his friend that he is hungry. A friend sees the hunger in your face And does something. Yet, it is not late. We the children now say not like our fathers, That we stand with America. Now we hope they should understand!
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