Ha ow windhis,
ata ow udiwindis
Tu ker anye muke chonle?
ow wings ugarthis muke pakranle
Munji dost,
Ach munsaathe,
Winje paa saathe,
De mukhe tojo hath....
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Rising to the challenge of eloquoence in the languages of the world..
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Yes I will continue to fly,
Even if I get blown away.
Who are you to tell me?
I will grow wings to hold me.
My friend,
Come with me,
Let us go together,
Give me your hand..
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