Dvorák New World Symphony.
This music invokes these words in my soul.
One must hear the music to understand the words, as I do. Written today, but heard in my mind many times before, while listening to this beautiful music.
0:55
Come with me,
hear with me,
stand with me,
see with me,
a country..
yes, my country,
blend with me gently,
green and sultry,
roll with me bluntly
so heavenly blue,
as refreshingly new,
and everything grew,
oh forever renew
sweet, my country,
love the land nearby
flying as a buckeye
meandering into the sky
hovering over my eye
as my country,
living beneath a tree
as my country,
living as free as me
don't you see it
don't you hear it
don't you sense it
now in transit
as a country,
wide expansive country
live a country,
as a new world country
0:48
This is my country,
land that I do love,
growing free, part of me,
gather what I'm of.
Come with me
see with me
what we dearly love
gently
pastorally
slumbering above
This is my country,
revel in my land,
mountains high, rivers ply,
footsteps in the sand
consummate freedom
try my liberty,
passionate nectar
quaff me heartily,
crystalline humor
wit is levity - brevity - remedy
This is a new country,
tranquil as a dove,
one new world discovery,
forever a land that I love
Welcome to my country,
seen high from above,
this land is an ecstasy,
said highly enough, I love
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