As I wash myself in you,
Our everlasting river,
Of whose sacred saliva,
My progenitors drank of,
Of whose sacred pot,
My forbear ate of -
In the time of fat famine,
In the times of the everlasting wars.
Amiyi!
Amiyi!
I salute you,
I salute the glittering flush of a color,
I salute your diverse children,
I salute your children's children.
You are our undying pride,
Our undying pride you are.
Amiyi!
Amiyi!
I salute you.
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