The color of the river is red
Your children are amazed
Why the chaos happened
You are confused, you are tired again
Suffering is endless
War divides you
why is there no understanding
You are the one who is hurt again
Mother, mother, mother of the People
Or because of your severe illness
Or because of pain or because of pain
Endless suffering
Mother, Mother Country
You already have poverty
You keep making it worse
With the number of your illnesses
I want to cure you