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A veil of mourning over a woman's youth, the heaviest work ahead
The coming years are deprived, the man beside her is gone
The men went to the front, for the country and freedom
And left wives, children, fearing and longing
Filled the streams and lakes of our country, the blood of his own people
But did not bend under the foreign power of anger
The conqueror arrived to drown in his own to the sword
No one will take our land from us, never
A cold wind from the north, carrying the message of death
Those men are gone, they have arrived to their fathers
Challenging bravely to battle t, fearless to fall
Many of them stayed on the journey, brought home a free country
In our blood, in our memories, nature is a fighter.
Our father showed us the way, tradition ¶n north.