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My
land
(Vendit tem)
When
I die, may I turn into grass
On my mountains in spring,
In autumn I will turn to seed.
When
I die, may I turn into water,
My misty breath
Will fall onto the meadows as rain.
When
I die, may I turn into stone,
On the confines of my land
May I be a landmark.