The colour of peace
The ancestral dream
Our liturgy and shrines
No! fossil is out of it.
The togetherness of our nation
Lies under that pieces of this sacred fruit
All we need is to seat and chew
Because he who brings Kolanut
Brings peace and love with it
Kolanut reshape world positively
A woman does not climb
neither does a feminine pluck
But in whatever circle you find the kolanut
There is peace and communion
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