According to pen and paper, you slapped me a hundred times
I saw true meaning of humiliation in you and realized who have been wronged
Why do you when a foreigner comes to you,
Know how to pat his back,
While your face becomes a wooden mask and you turn on the one from you
Do you know how black honey is?,
This is what your state reached
How do you continue on while all of that happened to you?
You are a country that is being pig headed with itself
You are everything and its contrast
How can I while I am out of patience still see hope in you?
She casts you away while she’s hugging you
And that is what makes you crazy
A country you don’t know if you live in it or it lives in you
She steals from you and lends to you
She wrongs you and still she stands by you against injustice
How can we be gathered in your hug while you are in that state of yours?