The country I once loved now sickens me
Its dusts stain my bare feet
It lies to me and persecutes
Those who disagree with it
It is now a land of traitors
I wish it nothing but ill health
The country I once loved now sickens me
Its dusts stain my bare feet
It lies to me and persecutes
Those who disagree with it
It is now a land of traitors
I wish it nothing but ill health