“The land of wheat fields…”

***

The land of wheat fields,

the edge of the plains,

children, sing —

but know this:

on this earth,

only your Motherland

is paradise.

Not it — but yourselves

temper in the flames of our days —

and feel in your hearts

a love like that for a mother.

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