Please do not scorn my heart
because it flies
while in your earth
my cord and heritage lies
There is no legend here
that makes me stay
The tales and music call to me
and I stray
The strongest cord of memories
I'll ever make
one day when I am gone
you will then take
And guard until my footsteps
gently shake
the earth and roots
and memories awake
I've not yet seen the greatness
of this land
but upon my return
I'll understand
The world has much to show me
and to give
but you, home, will be special
as long as I live