Shores full of them, flowing down the river
Cry of them, the world don’t hear
Their cry, thy mercy will save
Green blood irrigates the fields
“We repent if we wrong” they say
Thy mercy is needed.
For they give you the best
Their happiness, your life
Save them, save the world
Save them not, will be untold
O! Adam’s son and Eve’s daughter
Beware, old, old friends
Not shed the green tears
And make your grandchild pay.
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