Dear Native, also a tribe Homeland Horse In this province with authenticity You were left for you
thirsty and the believer to stay thirsty The pride of our name You gave up with our full regret Parva Search for an anemone
be with us to be sad waiting for spring be with us to Sun and out of the sun a thousand birds like you love you passing the night to the intentions of the day go and go honest and simply To the pride of not to dawn.
