- I HAVE A FATHERLAND
I have a fatherland, a birth hearth,
The blue arch adorns it during the day.
At night, stars shine blazingly,
In the morning, the bright day chases them away.
At night, when I walk home,
Under the dark roofing,
I can sense it - the devil is waiting for me
Next to my house, with a gun in his hand!
You told me stories, you taught, mother
To love everyone the way I love you.
I would like to, I would like to,
Only I will need freedom and bread.
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