I'm ready to fight, I'm willing to run;
I am now marching forward; I'm hearing the call.
No distance, no pain, no storm gathered rain,
Though it washed all away, I am here; I shall stay.
There is no alternative and no second chance;
I am going to war without looking back.
My hand to the plow; sun at my back,
I will work in the fields which I guard from attack.
I can't help but know I'll be worked to the bones,
And my work won't be finished even after I'm old,
Because for you I'd work endlessly; I'll never say no,
And together we'll build up our fortress, our love and our home.
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