Last night i dreamed of my old home My sister and i, when we were young The yellow sun shone through flow'ring trees We rode the old familiar streets The faces of old friends were near The smiles of childen bright and clear My mother sang our favorite songs My father worked his patch of ground When i awoke i was far away In a land where only yesterday After forty years of tyranny The foreign armies had to leave And as i walked the streets of town With my new friends who call it home In the air so newly free This is what they said to me: "I would not love my country more For victories in foreign wars I did not love my country less When it was occupied and oppressed Not for some politicians' speech But for the people strong and free The land so green, the sky above These are the country that I love" Now who can say what takes a man Far away from his own land And yet his dreams will take him home Back to the land where he was born To walk the old familiar roads And see the faces young and old The land so green the sky above These are the country that i love