I see you when I sit here,

Near this seat of you and I.



You're my land and I'm your people,

You needed me as much as I valued you.



My land, of the north mountains you sit by my brothers,

The land of the free when all the jailed are the wanderers wandring.



You're the home of the purest values,

Shelter of the wise and the innocent.



Near this world the eyes can see,

You stay humble, I see you.