I have your soil to you now
I had pay all your debts
This Head that has never
Bowed down infront of Enemy
Is bowing down here infront of you
The hands of mine alone
Does contribute in craving our nation
Don't mourn and cry for me
Dying for you all is a celebration,
Only few can experience such a death
There's not many who would gives up,
Their youth for the sake of motherland
Who put his motherland in front of family
Lover may boo with a soul for song
But my motherland alone does belong in my heart
Many die in a coffin wrapped in diamond and gold
But there's nothing more beautiful then
A coffin wrapped with my nation flag
And laying together with a brave soul
Who gave up their lives for the nation
So, what if i returned DEATH
Don't cry for me
I will keep and watch you all
In a dust of wind a twinkling of stars
Thingkho Le Malcha (TLM) is a traditional method of communication used to send out messages across the Kuki hills during the Anglo-Kuki War,1917-1919... more
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