Revolution the course to freedom Revolution a season of war A season our lands are watered with our blood shed A season people are starved and stabbed in the untilled field Revolution a season of blood flow which end with the interminable joy of the nation
We are the people you make fun of because we cannot speak your accents We are the people who dose your slave works,cleans your messes after party We are the people who pays with our lives during festival to fight to death You laugh at us You snub us Because we are nothing wicked like you
Your greed would make an end to everything we have and everything we ever lived for This is not your land,you are a total stranger We will not allow you to deprive us of our fathers inheritance yes we will not allow you to take what is rightfully ours We will not pay the price to your greed We will stay, we will not go away from our land Our forefathers have lived here since before the days,yet you want what is rightfully ours The only thing you could offer is brutal ****** Death is the only thing we can understand You make us lots of promise Yet you offer us starvation Your promises are empty like the belly of our children
We will fight and shed our bloods for the course of our freedom Our blood will water the land for we will not give up without a fight Yes we will not give up without a fight
Arise oh ye youth of slumbers Arise oh ye prisoners of wants For the reason to revolt is at our course Let's fight for what is rightfully our
Revolution the course to freedom A course to the normal world