This is my island in the sun Where my people have Toiled since time begun Though I may sail on many a sea Her shores will always be home to me
Oh island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of her forest, waters Her shining sand
As morning breaks The heaven on high I lift my heavy load to the sky Sun comes down with a burning glow Mingles my sweat with the earth below
Oh island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of her forest, waters Her shining sand
There is woman on bended knee Cutting cane for her family A man stands at the waterside Casting nets at the surging tide
Oh island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of her forest, waters Her shining sandTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
