My Immortal Mother-land.

The truth however is undeniable,
I can not make my breathe detachable -
without my home land's soil,air and earthen touch-
I can not freely fulfil my living aspiration with a natural search.
I can stand firmly on my own mother land,
Nobody asks me to evacuate as she is powerful enough to stretch its long hand-
to allow my feet to twist with its sand and to go ahead with my all aspirations,
She beholds lots of mysteries to unveil my goals.
Oh my earthen mother!
Oh my beautiful mother-land's nature!
I cry and cheer here with a spontaneous applause,
I never feel here alone and of course-
with your blue-black parachute roof shrouded over head-
From the darkened expanse of night towards the lighting of sun's exposure-
with a straight way I want to go ahead.

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