Here We Are

In my country,

We are forever free,

Yet we're getting older,

Each year values as a pearl.

Faced with races,

Lived as racists,

Prayed for mercies,

Before breaking into pieces.

Years by years

Are carved in page by page,

Weren't reached by misery even fear,

But heroism and courage.

And now,

We are the dream of the nation,

Tied in a vow,

That we are the true generation.

As we have claimed to the world,

Races are gathered in a circle,

That never can be divided,

Into the tiniest piece,

This country will always be bonded

To a forever peace.

May we live in bloom,

Of peace and gaiety,

And freed from gloom,

Of cresses and sorrow.

Dear Lord, here we are.

(2007)