On a hillside in the warm sun Granite shining like ice And the water sparkling, rushing Through the earth black as night Where the skylark sings above me And the sheep graze at ease In the silence, this new land Summons each, all, and me
I had not seen, I could not know What this new land would be I had heard a piece of Heaven Was waiting for me From the barren to the verdant From the crag to the dale Once I've stepped out in faith Then there’s no turning away
I'll fly, fly, headlong and free Fly, fly, headlong and free Why grieve for the pains that have been? For the new land is calling to me For the new land is calling to me
Every autumn has its winter Every winter its spring Ages pass and every dying Means a new life begins In the passing from the old land There is sorrow and fear But the night at its darkest Means the dawning is nearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
