The cry of the foreign minister

O hear, the cry of the foreign minister.
I am all but stuck!
Maybe I don't even like her...
Who're you kidding, you're on the verge of loving her...
Ok, so we'll stick with I like her.

I devoted myself to her like my own family,
I became her patriot like one from my own patriotism's origin.
I tried many times to bring my family and her closer together
But the hostility remains...
And now my family orders me to abandon her
And cause her harm!
But I simply can't do it,
Because she may not have been my Motherland,
But she was my Homeland!
And maybe, it was Love...