How green are your valleys, how blue your great skies,
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Your mountains stand tall in their glory:
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Your rivers run free - the bright stars are your eyes,
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Your beauty is endless before me.
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Oh, you are the song ever singing in me,
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And you are the heart ever true:
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For, you are my land and you always will be,
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The voice ever calling meˇ¦ home to you.
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When times we are far from your forests and streams,
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When sailing from your shining waters:
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We carry your hopes - your spirit, your dreams-
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In the hearts of your sons and your daughters.
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When to your green valleys some day I return,
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When you lay your mantle around me:
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At rest I will be where the heart will not yearn,
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With my land to everˇ¦surround me.
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The voice ever calling meˇ¦home to you.
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My Land
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| Celtic Thunder |
