Victory!

Victory, as its name suggests, is tireless and non-white

Is it from God, he’s forced to go through it

Suffering, for the sake of humanity

Destroyer of misery, like the honey my repair

Years of progress, even if it’s ugly.

Victory! It’s a victory to achieve

Trouble! It’s a problem, slow

Good luck! Prosperity is a pleasure

When there is patience, the symbol of Kulamla.

On the shore, the cliffs of the sea

There’s a sweet breeze, a chilly cold

Sometimes sweet, sometimes cold

That’s how success is, it’s enduring with patience.

Let me relate the two, as opposed to silence

From man-to-man, Bihitu silent

He’ll achieve it! It’s his victory

Starting from scratch, it’s a hundred.