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Mama do you still teach me how to be proud of a clan that has disrupted the spinning of the wheels of Justice?
Did you not say that when wisdom profits nothing, to be wise then is to suffer?
Where shall I mask my mien beguiled by shame?
With what shall I breach this wall of impunity and culpable tyranny?
Mama can you see that the wheels of Justice have been disengage by the quest for power?
Have you seen how the monuments of fairness hang in total submission to the winds of impunity
Mama, would you still teach me to be proud of this coat of green and white?
When silence becomes the only voice of the brave
and impunity and tyranny the watchword of the ignorant
Then I will go back to the front
where I shan't fail to pass the tidings of sorrows
how our lands soaked in blood
and our streets reek with corpse
Mama, these days the just shall leap by fate
for our tomorrow are too narrow for our feeble bones
Mama, the law has been compromised
today we sung his demise!