The sky is burnt by dawn and cry
The visions of motherland is in far away, it is weeping now
The ground is coloured by twilight and hearing the battle whoop
My comrades, unite and rise up our rebel flag
The moonlight… shine the enemy’s throat
The darkness… blind the enemy’s eyesight
The stars… shine our way to win
Everytime we protest, we are going to get our glory
The moon melts in cloudy sky and shade the visions
The sky of motherland is still weeping
Even if blossoms are falling and blown by the storm
Even if they die
The soul of dead heroes will be remembered by us all
The moonlight… shine the enemy’s throat
The darkness… blind the enemy’s eyesight
The stars… shine our way to win
Everytime we protest, we are going to get our glory
We must say good-bye to peace and calm to go to battle field
Black sun shine on my body… Burn my karma!
The moonlight… shine the enemy’s throat
The darkness… blind the enemy’s eyesight
The stars… shine our way to win
Everytime we protest, we are going to get our glory
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