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No man, no madness |
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Though their sad power may prevail |
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Can possess, conquer, my country's heart |
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They rise to fail |
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She is eternal |
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Long before nations' lines were drawn |
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When no flags flew, when no armies stood |
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My land was born |
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And you ask me why I love her |
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Through wars, death, and despair |
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She is the constant |
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We who don't care |
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And you wonder why I leave her |
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But how? |
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I cross over borders but I'm still there now |
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How can I leave her? |
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Where would I start? |
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Let man's petty nations tear themselves apart |
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My land's only borders lie around my heart |
