We were children born on the land of fair
You were a child raised by those of despair
When we met, your soul was lost far behind
When we met, there was light in our bind

Something I saw was pain in you
Something I never saw was peace in you
Your heart was calling for freedom
Your heart was living in cumbersome

A yearly cry prolonged your shadow
I came forth to absolve your sorrow
Take my hand and come follow
Together we will find the meadow

A land wreathed in green is our treasure
The sun shone light beyond measure
All the plants of beauty are ours to roam
In our silence we have found our home