A ghost is there
In you dear men
And doing all mischief
To you all.
Dismantle the shelter
By acquiring true knowledge.
Know the truth dear men,
And perform all auspicious works
In your own language
On your own soil.
You are free and sovereign,
Dear men, take the blessings
Of your own mother
With all truthfulness.
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