DANCE MY BELOVED COUNTRY

  INTRO: Dance! Dance!! Dance!!!


  (1) My heart pours out to you
      Peace eternal engross in the hollow of your arms
      Flood my stride!
      At every sunset and sunrise
      I stand on the pinnacle of the northern mountaintop
       -gazing into the sky wandering-
      When can i see your beauty again?
      And dance in your winy splendor anew
      Dance my beloved country!
      The land of my birth
      The robe of my glory
      The armour of conquest;
      I ache for the warmth of your bosom again
      My feet itch for the sound of your beat again
      Dancing away with you in the summer tide...


CHORUS:  Dance3x
        Dance my beloved country
        Hu hu hu hu hu
        Dance my beloved country
        So long you've been waiting and hurting
        Tonight we're coming back home to you!
        Dance my beloved country-
        Dance dance oh dance
        Dance my beloved country!


    (2) Exploited and impoverished
        The wind carries the echoes of your heartbeat!
        To the end of the earth!
        Hear the ache of our groanings
        Reaching out to your yearnings
        As the woman travails at birth
        so the Heavens lifted you far above
        The satanic flood gushed to encroach
        -on your wealth and strength;
        Your feet garnished with brimstone of fire and light
        Brightens the dark alley!
        You are the pulse of my blood-flow,
        The impulse of life's stream
        Your guidance- Divinity
        Providence satisfy you in drought
        And make fat your bones in famine my beloved country...


  (3)  In chains and battered!
       The valian strokes evokes your song of triumph...
       As you gallop through the savannah desert!
       Transversing the southern forest,
       Across the seas of isles unknown.
       My heart bleeds of a deliverer for my beloved country
       From the unyielding grip of the slave-master,
       for my country is a freeborn of royalty enthrone!
       Out in the cold fighting, craving and praying
       In tattered wool and clothings;
       No paradise can steal you away from my heart...
       Dance my beloved country!
       The mountain of my affection-
       Like a watered garden,
       -and spring of water frost that fails not
       You soar over your adversaries.
       The fountain of light!
       And flame of joy that runs through the coastline...