Soil To the End
The soil is my body,and in the it will be found.
I know that one day it will come with me.
Nothing come along with me,
I will not go along with anything else.
Whatever is earned here,I will remain all this.
Just remember the memories of mine,
Even after my departure.
I will give my memories to my people.
I know one day or even my remember will come.
Because the soil belongs to the body of mine.
And it's got to be found in the soil.
Let me know that one day comes with me like this.
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