In the cradle of our land, where rivers gently weave,Our stories are bound in the earth’s embrace,From mountains high to the oceans that breathe,A tapestry of dreams, a nation’s grace.Beyond the echoes of time, we stand as one,Hand in hand, in the glow of a shared light,With courage in our veins, battles fought and won,Our hearts beat as one, in the unity of night.The fields whisper tales of those who came before,In the rustle of leaves, their voices softly sing,For freedom they yearned, for peace they swore,A legacy of strength, on eagle’s wings.Oh, land of the brave, where every soul is free,In diversity, we find our greatest power,From the depths of the past, to the future we see,Together we rise, in this shining hour.