Safe land,
space to rest…
where to deposit the anguish,
this anxiety…this pain…

Land of mud and lineage,
of slighted envy…
Uneasy discomfort wedges…

Land of strangers and outlanders,
of imposed ashes,
of mud from a past without a role…

Fateful land,
that just cries, humble,
to Heaven for pity
from his homeland without a voice…

Safe land,
of bitter song,
of eternal and fierce choice…