Letras
Birds by the hundreds, miles by the hundreds
Hundreds of dead kilometers beneath our tracks
Reaches of summer, feathered grass that billows
Beyond the somber cedar grove shone black
And so, for the first time, I saw my country
And with a pang of recognition, I knew
It is all mine and nothing can divide us
It is my soul, it is my body too
And so, for the first time, I saw my country
And with a pang of recognition, I knew
It is all mine and nothing can divide us
It is my soul, it is my soul
It is my soul, it is my body too