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Youth Wave
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Poe'ten'ry [poems of ten lines]
The young ones must rise,
Before their own eyes,
Before the eyes of the nation,
Before it is too late for any action.
The wave of the youth like the ripples of the sea,
Should be on the move for eternity,
Why should they be afraid of anything?
The lost glory they must bring.
The motherland needs you now,
The motherland urges you to take the sacred vow.
