“Where are you going, where to?!” I take myself from the East to the South. “Where are you going, where to?!” I take myself from the South to the West.
“Where are you going, where to?!” I take myself from the West to the North. Here he comes running, with a flag in his hand. My country! My country!
You are here in my country, my wave and my beach – My country. You are here in my country, my wave and my beach – My country. My wave and my beach. “Where are you going, where to?!” I take myself from the North to the East. “Where are you going, where to?!”
I take myself from the East to the West. “Where are you going, where to?!” I take myself from the West to the East. “As they come running up, with flags in their hand…” My country.
“They’re screaming!” – “My country!” “You are here in my country, my wave and my beach – My country.” “You are here in my country, my wave and my beach – My country.” “My palm-trees and my sand.” Yeah A voice from the light, fell down from the face of the sky. Teared the horizon into two… “Where are you going?! Here freedom is no more. – This is my country.” “This is my country.” “THIS IS MY COUNTRY!” “THIS IS MY COUNTRY!”