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At His Kingdom
Dionisio de Jesus Lopes
Holy is Thy place
where Thou hid
When Thy noble
heart’s persistence remained
Thou saved Thyself
from the Tyrant
From their claws
Thou escaped the threat
In Thy Kingdom
Thou outwitted the bait
I can prove Thy mind
so brilliant
Though Thy Kingdom
is built underground
Thy thoughts, Thy
dreams went beyond
At Cipinang, Austrália, Mozambique, Portugal and Portugal they heard
They knew Thou
fought Thy will thou wounded
Thy dreams
conceived underground
They bore fruits
with Thy memories
At Mertutu, we
reminisced
Konis Santana, Thy
soul may rest in Peace!
Iha Nia Kadunan
Dionisio de Jesus Lopes
Santu iha Na’i nia
fatin bainhira Na’i hasubar-an
Bainhira Na’i nia
fuan nobel persistensia hela nafatin
Na’i salva Na’i
nia-an husi inimigu
Husi sira nia
kukun kro’at Na’i halai sees husi ameasa
Iha Na’i nia
Kadunan Na’i ensede husi iska
Ha’u bele prova
katak Na’i nia kakutak matenek tebes
Maske Na’i nia
Kadunan harii iha rai okos
Na’i nia hanoin,
Na’i nia mehi hakaat liu
Iha Cipinang, Australia, Mozambique, Indonesia no Portugal sira rona
Sira hatene Na’i
luta maske to’o kanek
Na’i nia mehi sira
kous iha rai okos
Sira hahoris fuan
manek ho Na’i nia memória sira
Iha Mertutu, ami
selebra memorativu ne’e
Konis Santa, hein
katak Na’i nia klamar hela ho Dame!
K’
Santana’s Undying Memoirs
Dionisio
de Jesus Lopes
You stood to fight for freedom
You fought to keep the culture
You fearlessly spoke in Tetum
The native tongue…our pasture!
Your selfless love was like a hope rising in the east
Your nerve and sinews was like a lit in our hearts
Your fearless thoughts and acts woke up the least
Broke the silence, made us rise in the field
Thy principles we will uphold forever
We will embrace in selfless love in times of call
For Thy memoirs so great and clear
Shall tell your great memoirs, K. Santana!
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Memória K’
Santana
Ó hamriik hodi luta
ba ukun-an
Ó luta hodi prezerva
kultura
Ó berani ko’alia
Tétum
Lian Inan… ita-nia
rain!
Ó nia domin bo’ot hanesan
mehi mosu iha Timór
Ó nia urat no
múskulo hanesan loos ahi iha ami nia
fuan
Ó nia hanoin ne’ebé
berani no aksaun fanu ami mutuk sira
Halakon silénsiu,
hafanu ami hader iha luta Timór nian
Ó nia prinsipiu
tomak ami sei kuidadu nafatin
Ami sei haku’ak
metin ho domin boot iha tempu ne’ebé presiza
Ba Ita-Boot nia
memória ne’ebé aas no klaru
Hatutan nafatin Ó
nia memória hotu, K. Santana!
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