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I proceed in step with | |||
Laterite soil. | |||
Indeed, this is not just soil; | |||
It is my mother. | |||
In | In paddy fields, the tender sprouts | ||
Grow ripe, emitting a golden light. | |||
People of the soil regard them | |||
As real gold. | |||
This earth is my mother. | |||
The sky and the stars, the fragrance of flowers, | |||
The sweet, ambrosial water and air— | |||
With all these but greater for me is | |||
The eye-pleasing soil. | |||
This earth is my mother. | |||
Lord, if You love me, | |||
Now is the time to come close. | |||
Today, by Your grace, I will mold | |||
True human beings. | |||
This earth is my mother. | |||
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