This is the freedom to go out on the hills

To find new paths and stand

Where you have never stood before.

 

This is the freedom to explore

To find a new way round and view

Scenery you have never seen before.

 

This is where the sky meets the land

And endless horizons expand,

This is the escape to the country.

 

This is the route to new thoughts

Stimulating angles of the mind

Never conceived before.

 

This is the freedom to go where

Few have gone before

And few can ever hope to be.

 

This is the escape from crowds

Removal from daily cares

Distance from mundane affairs.

 

This is the reward to reach high places

Through one’s own effort,

This is the feeling to be abroad in the landscape

Through personal choice.

 

Dream through the day

And walk through the dream

This is the joy to be alive.

 

This is the freedom

This is the majesty, this is the wonder

This is the escape to the country.