The land I live in, it has no borders, it's under my feet wherever I go
Around the world in every corner
There's always a family or a friend I know
I see myself in all their faces, I hear my voice when they sing a song
The path I walk is nothin' but a trace
Of a river of blood runnin' pure and strong
The river of blood it starts with a trickle
High on a mountain when the world is new
It flows through time and gathers the memories
Washes