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My homeland! You have been watching your crippled borders with wistful looks for gloomy centuries Soon we will wipe your bloodred tears after heroic and holy adventures Yet you are in a deep disappointment because of the hands lent to the unscrupulous But never unlearn the destiny ever: history is always betrayed, talents are envied, virtues are misused... They love politics, not the history, 'Cause they have a historical fear and it reminds them how they had been abused... I have found even their "sumptuous" justice which is carried in their ***** bulky pockets... My dear, It is very near, In Karabakh, the stars will twinkle in a joy 50 million times I will mention your name and to Jıdır we will be running bare feet. The echoes will fill the preconceived ears In Shusha, I will call you, In Tabriz, we will meet...
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Sep 29, 2020
Sep 29, 2020 at 6:00 PM UTC
Homeland serenade