In the bold Gautea Mountains, so far far away I'll tell you a story that happened one day About a young girl, her age was 16 And she carried a banner: White orange and green. And a young English soldier was passing that way And saw the young girl with her banner so gay He laughed and he joked and got off his machine Determined to capture white orange and green. "Well, you can't have my banner" the young girl replied "Till your blood and mine on the bold Gauteas lie, For I am a rebel and that's nothing mean And I'd lay down my life for white orange and green". And the young English soldier turned white as the snow Got on his machine and away he did go For there's no use in fighting a girl of 16 Who would die for a banner, white orange and green.