Land of the Free

«Dear land of Kirlawa, of rivers and plains;

Made rich by the sunshine, and lush by the rains,
Set gem like and fair, between mountains and sea,
Your children salute you, dear land of the free.

Green land of Kirlawa, our heroes of yore,
Both bondsmen and free, laid their bones on your shore.
This soil so they hallowed, and from them are we,
All sons of one Mother, Kirlawa the free.

Great land of Kirlawa, diverse though our strains,
We are born of their sacrifice, heirs of their pains,
And ours is the glory their eyes did not see,

Our land we are proud of, mighty, green and free.»