Oh my beautiful land,
that lies between the endless mountain
and the endless sea,
like a narrow green strip
left over from a happy dream.
Oh my beautiful land,
with red muddy roads
along the slow streaming rivers,
impregnated by the tears of
the gloomy monsoon skies.
Oh my wretched land,
deserted by the children
for less green pastures;
to earn the wealth it takes
to turn you a barren land.
Oh my beloved land,
I wish you today,
From a distant land
with a distant taste,
a very happy birthday!
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