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Memória K’ Santana

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Hakerek nain Dionisio de Jesus Lopes. [Foto: Dok. privadu | 10.03.2021]

Hekerek nain Dionisio de Jesus Lopes

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 múskulohanesan 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!

K’ Santana’s Undying Memoirs

You stood to fight for freedom. You fought to keep the culture. You fearlessly spoke in TetumThe 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!

Iha Nia Kadunan

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!

At His Kingdom

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!

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