O land of sweet promise, your fathers betrayed you
Gone are your mountains, your children’s cries of hope
All the crystal lakes, fields of green, rock, stone, and every tree
Blessed land of dreams, will you not return?
All your golden sands, soaring hills, claimed by the cruel sea
Through the grace of God, will you ever rise?

O my children, don’t weep! My shadow remains
Though my heart does not beat, I feel pain
I’ll return to you when this black world has been healed
When the blood has been washed from the battle field

All the crystal lakes, fields of green, rock, stone, and every tree
Blessed land of dreams, will you not return?
All your golden sands, soaring hills, claimed by the cruel sea
Through the grace of God, will you ever rise?

O my children, beware! This evil is strong
And I cannot return while war rages on
I’ll not stand here to see you blacken this land
I’ll not come back until you stand hand in hand

All the crystal lakes, fields of green, rock,
stone, and every tree (When will I see you again?)
Blessed land of dreams, will you not return?
(When will I see you again?)
All your golden sands, soaring hills,
claimed by the cruel sea (When will I see you again?)
Through the grace of God,
will you never rise? (When will I see you again?)

When will I see you again?
When will I see you again?
When will I see you again?
When will I see you again?