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We gather to sing,
To seek solace through songs - songs of laments.
But there's no solace.
So far from the motherland we come,
Just to die in this strange land.
This's a banishment with no
comfort, no end.
There's no new land, only a transition,
defeat and humiliation.
There's no triumph, only resignation.
There's no refuge from the
reality
There's not a place where we belong
Though we're living
There's no sensation of being alive.
We've gone through nightmares
To come to this land to expect a reprieve.
But there's no reprieve.
We don't belong to this land
But we could not return
To the land where we belonged
Oh there's no solace
We're refugees.
We're refugees.
We're refugees.
© Words: Blue Berry Music: Ti Kai Moy
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