Carrying through the forest is a sing
Within our hearts it´s cold to the line
Past and present even still as word
Songs from from the future not yet heard
Flowing streams and river reach to sea
Movement never ending felt in me
Mountains deep with mellow far bellow
Sence the wind as life to flow
This land, My land
Our great, dear fatherland
This land, My land
Our great, dear fatherland
Hopefully the song is sung with joy
With no attention to annoy
Never hide pride and respect
Come our legacy we collect
This land, My land
Our great, dear fatherland
This land, My land
Our great, dear fatherland
Carrying the colours of this land
An act of celebration is at hand
Need no greed, no power is our gold
A singing with ones voice and ones soul
This flame of fire in our hearts
Singing nothing can us never apart
There's a temper lined season, tend to change
Spring rebuild what fall fade do grev