In the hands of America

In the hands of America


When all your heroes leave
When only your brand stays here
Like a scar of honor and Glory
I'll still be here to tell your brave story ...

Great mother of all lands
So wise is your sword.
In struggle for freedom we never had
Your hands rise to skies
As a lighthouse of freedom that guides us in the dark
How many eyes have they ceased to be blind?
Guided by your light
How many ears have heard your call?
When all was silence
How many used your flag like a cloak?
When the skies lit up with the lights of your victories
Your hands have always protected all those who fought for you.
Your arms always embraced all those who cried with you.
Tears of blood and pain
Which now multiply together with the stars in the sky

America
I'm still here
Hoping to be hugged by you
My heart is in your hands.
With the hope of one day being reborn

Your floor reflects the freedom of your sky
Your promises are still alive in every heart.
The silence breaks in every step we take
The cry of our throats is growing stronger in our choir
Our song is still playing
Like a lighthouse of freedom that rises in the skies




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