Una vision, un propósito.
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Brothers All
Kote!
Kandosii sa ka'rta, Vode an.
Coruscanta a'den mhi, Vode an.
Bal kote, darasuum kote,
Jorso'ran kando a tome.
Sa kyr'am Nau tracyn kad, Vode an.
Kandosii sa ka'rta, Vode an.
Coruscanta a'den mhi, Vode an.
Motir ca'tra nau tracinya.
Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a.
Aruetyc runi solus cet o'r.
Sa kyr'am Nau tracyn kad, Vode an.
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Oh, Death was never enemy of ours!
We laughed, knowing that better men would come,
and greater wars: when each proud fighter brags
he wars on Death, for lives: not men, for flags.
"The next war"... Yo muero Libre.
