OH! BRAVE NINE BROTHERS
-- Ningmuanching Valte Oh! Brave Nine Brothers Your blood will not go in vain; I admired your strong souls, Taking my hat off to you; Beneath each step,a hero lies, Remember them with tears strained eyes; Touched each names as wreaths are place, Thoughts spring forth of fears they faced; Rifles fires and brave souls died, burst out blood, ungodly smells; does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoice with the truth bears all things, hopes all things; ©Siamsinna leh Vakiangbu