We are the children of the golden land.
Our ancestors of leader men & women.
People of faith!
Our heritage speaks of courage when our ancestors
Bore the pain of the lash.
A gash of pain, our bodies ache in vain.
For there is none when a person’s life is done,
the heart shatters apart.
Lamenting of a past beyond the sea
There is nowhere else I rather be,
me and my people.