I do not hate you for you colour;
I do not hate you for your creeds.
I hate you because you hate me
You have sown these hatred-seeds.
My father was a king, we ruled;
My brother was a soldier, he fought;
How can you make a eunuch of me?
When justice is all I have sought.
You are cunning and full of sin
Deception is all you know to do.
I'm honest and know that I'll win,
No matter what inflictions by you.
I swear to you I'll take my revenge
I'll win back my lost throne;
You'll never win at this "game"
A fiercer enemy you've never known
I will win and watch you die in shame
Revenge is this Pakhtun's second name
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