A LUTA CONTINUA
Mysterious pressing to destiny
Indigenous purpose pends
Hope is lost in vain
Letting fatality end.
What if light is hidden in darkness?
What if pressing turns to reverse?
Should the footsteps turn back?
And get lost into innocent perish?
Hold your back and find your destiny.
Let mountains be crushed to flour-like
Let obstacles be smooth paths and rest
Hang your worries and find courageous
Write down history over the plain skies
Let smiles shade out tears of tremendous
Tremendous failures and hope looseness.
Bright future is the hidden press headings
Demands illumination for identifications
Find water from blood and find tranquillity
Spill over the residues of mind darkness
Seal your naked brain with corpus thought
For you're born to let false wear realities.
A luta continua, after incredibilities spout
Amour confers and restores peace out
Forward ever coward never and for sound
Admirable destination is home of criers
Blood of righteous is a song of strugglers
Restores dignity to the despised souls.
Hakuna maoni:
Chapisha Maoni