(300) Alori deshete jegechi ami go
Oh, I awoke in the land of light;
From the other side of darkness,[1] I am singing.
Those who lie in jet-black sleep–
For their sake, I issue a clarion call.
Awake, my brothers, awake– go toward the light;
Imbue the gloomy night with your luster.
Toward your face with desperate eyes,
Suffering humanity constantly peers.
To march ever onward is the dharma of life;
To rescue the wretched is the heart of morality.
The time that has passed, it will never return;
The time at hand, we utilize that.
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In the final stage of Neohumanism, life becomes a mission of love.
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