I’m leaving to search for something new,
Leaving everything I ever knew.
A hundred years in the sunshine
Hasn’t taught me all there is to know.
In the valley, we will gather there,
Helpless in our surrender.
Tomorrow the plow becomes the sword —
Make us stronger in our danger.
Time will pass away,
Time will guard our secret.
I’ll return again
To fight another day.
I’d have to be a warrior —
A slave I couldn’t be —
A soldier and a conqueror,
Fighting to be free.
(repeat three times)