Look at this land, which is our land

Look at yellow sand

And at my hand;

Isn’t it grand?

 

Inhale this land, which is our land

It smells of lavender and spice

Of sweat,

And grass,

And mothers’ milk.

 

Listen to this land, which is our land:

Tune into the sounds that are around,

Of running water,

And laughter,

And the wind rustling through the trees.

 

Feel this land, which is our land.

Experience the power of trust,

And the energy of sharing, and giving

Of celebration, and of life.

 

Cherish this land - this land which is our land:

It gives us so much.