I live and die through England
Through England
It leaves a sadness
Remedies never were within my reach
I cannot go on as I am

Withered vine reaching
From the country that I love
England, you leave a taste
bitter one

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I have searched for your springs
But people, they stagnate with time
Like water, like air
To you, England, I cling

Undaunted, never failing
Laugh for you, England