Hail, my flag!
In the United Nations
You flourish with our cedar
Soaring to the peaks
The weeping red
I colored it with my blood
And the complaining white
I sanctified it with my mouth
My land, though far away
My feet yearn for it
I run... but a grave
Of nothingness precedes me
Our ancestors planted
Glory from antiquity
And today, my homeland
My illness assassinates me
I came as a stranger
Fearing the idol
A dream overwhelms me
Oh, my dream!
At night, pride
And tomorrow, my pain
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