No man, no madness
though their sad power may prevail,
can posses, conquer my country´s heart
they rise to fail.
She is eternal
long before nation´s lines were drawn.
When no flags flew, when no armies stood,
my land was born.
And you ask me why I love her
through war, death and despair.
She is the constant,
we who don´t care.
And you wonder, will I leave her - but how?
I cross the borders but I´m still there now
How can I leave her?
Where would I start?
Let man´s petty nations tear themselves apart.
My land´s only borders lie
around my heart.