I have seen this country before
The land of waste
Of fearful memory
Unimaginable are the times
When this land I loved
This land was home
She struck me with the sword
And scattered my blessings
And I, too foolish to fight
Too foolish to know
And I loved her
I left this country before
And I leave it once again
I dare not twice look back
Lest I shall be cursed
And all inside leave me like before