O my dearest comerate come from heaven again.
And serve your
mother land.
You are the light of peace,knowledge and migling
you love peace.

O my dearest
Come again and again and serve your mother land.

O my dearest
You have gone, but your
comomoration always imortal
like soul, it can never vanish.
When you went, whole earth sink in the depths of depression.

All creature seems motionless and powerless.
O my dearest have you gone?
But it seems that you haven't
gone.
Some time they appear like rainbow give us the light of new way.
O dearest native pogent.
You come and wipe the tears of your mother land and recreate the beauty of this earth.
It is true you haven't here.
But for our contantment we imagine you haven't gone and became the part and pereel of nature.
O dearest we will living here with your comomoration
for our mother land its fulfill your desire...