A year goes by – a year is coming

We all renew in it.

Good will come from the earth

All evil will be swallowed.

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A new man would rise,

And he will cease poverty from the land.

May we be blessed -

Peace, labor and creativity.

 

Salvation will grow for the nation

And there will be no more war,

The generation world will rise, young -

In the village fields and in the city streets