Homeland
Among the people, as I roam,
I carry flaws and wins of my own.
Yet all the kindness people show,
My Homeland's dear wherever I go!
The endless steppe, the hills, the plain,
My Homeland heals my deepest pain.
If ancestors hadn't kept it free,
We’d taste the hell of tyranny!
Though life may strike and weigh me down,
I’ll never flee my native ground.
For every inch, their blood was shed,
I am the eye of the brave who bled!
For Homeland's sake, I’d give my soul,
The blue flag's grip shall be my goal.
Yet some who call for needless war,
Bring harm to those we most adore.
For fleeting fame, some stoop so low,
Their Homeland’s worth they’ll never know.
But like the ones who raised the sky,
None stands for Homeland as they try!
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