Burma was once a beautiful land
With golden shrines and coral strands
Fields of paddy gently swaying
Healthy happy children playing
Solemn monks in saffron robes
Shaven heads and downcast eyes
Devotees kneel at Buddha’s feet
Offering flowers and incense sweet
This lovely picture has now been changed
By ruthless men who want more power
They’ve killed the youth and made men cower
Bringing grief and tears to mothers
Separating fathers, sisters, brothers
Ominous clouds now hang overhead
And all hope of change has fled
The blood of fallen martyr’s cry out
As eager throngs for democracy shout
For justice, freedom, and the rights
To change this regime they will fight
So united, and of one heart and mind
The best solution seek to find
So that peace and prosperity once again
O’er this our golden land shall reign.
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