This land, this land, O great, this land to me, this land an ancient land to me. And when the morning sun reveals her hills and plains, then I see a land where children can come free. So take my hand and walk this land with me, and walk this golden land with me. For I have lost the land where you are by my side. With the help of God, I know I can be tried. For I have lost the land where you are by my side. With the help of God, I know I can be tried. Make your land your home, ye highlanders, make your land your home. And ye highlanders, this land is mine.