Like a flight of thousands,
Innocents in their innocence,
Through seas and lands,
By our our hands we made them
Pilot.
Conscious and sane,
Whey flew us with hidden plot,
The sky speak to us.

The whom we trust,
Called to serve us,
They made us carry their cross.

Like fortress with self-destruct,
And when it goes, they never go down
With it,
They, they are corrupt!
Channel golds and pearls beneath.

They sabotage our economy,
Made us peasant,
They sabotage you and me!
They want every pleasant.

Unfaithful masters,
I charge of faithful servants,
With their bad characters.

Looting things for their unborn generations,
The have no heart,
Booting our generations,
But will they say after earth?

Father!
My daughter called,
When shall be free?
When will we eat on the
Dining table