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No man, no madness, though their sad power may prevail,
Can possess, conquer my country’s heart; they rise to fail.
She is eternal, long before nation’s lines were drawn,
Where no flag flew, where no army stood, my land was born.
And you ask me do I love her, through war, death and despair.
She is the constant, we who don’t care.
And you ask me will I leave her; but how?
I cross over borders but I’m still there now.
How can I leave her, where would I start?
Let man’s petty nations tear themselves apart.
My land’s only borders lie around my heart.