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Near and dear are they, my people, so precious!

In my life, I can’t dream rust on our bond.

Ages of strength that I have developed, makes me ambitious

And I build a world so wondrous – a priceless fund!

 

Day in and day out, we toil and toil

To eke out a living, modest or affluent;

Brighter the coin, lesser the life to coil;

In this wild race, let’s not forget to be prudent.

 

Jingling of coins build an aura spontaneously,

Driving afar to achieve endless, goal after goal;

Ambition walks proudly crushing kins and kiths callously;

A lone rider in the spectrum of riches, left an empty soul.

 

Near and dear are they, my people, so precious!

In my life, I can’t dream rust on our bond.

Ages of strength that I have developed, makes me ambitious

And I build a world so wondrous – a priceless fund!

 

 

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