Afghans in our past glory we can brag no more
We should feel shame until we win this war
Even now, day after day and night after night
Afghans among ourselves we always fight
Why must we have such foolishly stubborn pride
We will never win this war with this divide
For the good of our beloved people and our dear land
Afghans, we have to unite and make a stand
Our fate as brave warriors or slaves will be decided
by whether or not we chose to stay divided
Just think of how many of our own people have died
Is it to much to ask to put our differences aside?
We should feel shame until we win this war
Even now, day after day and night after night
Afghans among ourselves we always fight
Why must we have such foolishly stubborn pride
We will never win this war with this divide
For the good of our beloved people and our dear land
Afghans, we have to unite and make a stand
Our fate as brave warriors or slaves will be decided
by whether or not we chose to stay divided
Just think of how many of our own people have died
Is it to much to ask to put our differences aside?
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