| Once my land was green and was strong,
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| Now we can’t see our future no more,
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| Where the signs of the gods let the way
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| Now we are drifting away…
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| Once there stood our pround kinsmen
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| Strangers now are invading the land
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| Strangers now are already here
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| Want us to disappear
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| But now we are getting strong
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| We’re coming back again
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| Coming back to conquer our land
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| Fight for our land
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| Fight even though death is at hand
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| Fight for our rivers and trees
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| They shall be ours for evermore
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| Sunrise it will be When we come, when we come again
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| And the enemy will be gone, forevermore
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| Sunrise it will be When the gods return again
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| Driving the enemy far away, forevermore
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| Now the enemy found death or has gone
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| The beliefs of the one god that destroyed the land
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| Never shall they return
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| Fight for our land
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| Fight even though death is at hand
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| Fight for our rivers and trees
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| They shall be ours for evermore |