There was a sun above,
I woke up calm, happy there will be light,
Only light was there, but nothing I could see,
Made me sleep again,
I woke up every now and then,
Bright darkness was all I could feel.
Until I realised that the sun was never there,
It was an illusion, I pulled it down,
Hoping for another sun to rise.
Darker it became.
Took the brush I did,
Painted the sun again with my folk,
The Sun of my culture,
With the brush of my pride,
And the paint of my conviction.
When despair spread its hands to me,
In despair,
When history looked at me for a future,
When culture and civilisation,
Were standing at the tip of a cliff,
Just about to fall all way down,
I stood ground in the slippery beach sand,
With the ocean on one side where
I cannot go,
And land on the other side,
Waiting to be conquered.
My soul waged a war within myself,
To do or not to do,
My culture gave it life,
It radiated through my body,
Pulled it did,
Souls all over,
All merging into One,
The Soul of my Race.
A war with no weapon,
An attack with no damage,
An army with no leader?
No way, there was one,
The leader was my history,
The Soul of my Race.
When you thought,
You have won over me.
When you think you had squeezed,
The blood of my body,
I cried with hunger,
Mothers came to me,
I cried out of pain,
Sisters cried for me,
I felt cold,
Brothers hugged me,
I was sad,
Toddlers smiled at me,
Pushed me you though you did,
Into the sea.
A rock how much ever,
You push down will all force,
Let it go once,
It will rise back,
Rose I did,
Came back I did,
Not me but my entire family,
We came not alone,
But with my whole civilization,
My brave forefathers,
My wise literature,
The pride of our women.
We hit you back,
Not with revenge,
We hit you back,
By not hitting at all, live with it!
We lived our culture,
Showed you Truth,
Cleaned your thoughts,
By Cleaning the dirt,
In front of you!
Showed you equality
By praying in front of you,
Taught you to be a man,
By letting a woman be a woman.
The sun of pride is shining on the beach,
It glitters, the reflection,
Travels far and wide,
Opening the eyes,
Of those that slept in pure daylight.
The door of freedom is shut,
Right in front of me,
We stand there holding hands,
We hold the ropes to the gate,
And laughing at you,
You thought we cannot pull,
Throw the gate open,
Bravery is not in strength,
It was in earning respect.
Come to us,
Stand and salute
With respect and dignity,
For my people,
My history, my culture,
You shall go with the key you so proudly
Thought you hid from us,
Open that gate of freedom,
The gate of my culture,
The bull of our pride will and ego will run,
Hug the pride we will,
Tame the ego we will,
Right in front of you.
Dont worry,
We will not let you go so easily,
We will give you Coconut water,
After all you are our friend,
The moment you come here,
You will never go unhappy,
Our land has taught us so.
