When shall there be true freedom
When shall justice prevail in our kingdom
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When shall evil seize on our land
And blood stain on our sand
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When shall the first person singular
Stop being the basis of every relationship's formula
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For there to be national development
Obligations must enjoy fulfillment
Whether from the leaders
Or from the followers
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Our country shall survive
Only when we overcome the evil of our divide
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