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my village, where i call home
On lands which great men have fallen
In the name of bravery and freedom
On soils which my fathers toiled
Growing grains and calling rains
Is my village, where i call home.
On its sands we have crawled as children
And now on which we walk as men
Its sun that has shown on my joys and woes
seen my smiles and sorrows,
Is my village, where i call home
High above the skies of purple horizons
Soaring with the winds of old,
The egets head west for home
Chasing the sun to its rest
Is my village,where i call home.
The sky lights with the fires of stars
Witnesses of that which is more than just a land
In the heart of a valley,
A land that calls to me
From far and wide,
no matter where i go
Is my village, where i call home
