Around the strangers moved, the shouts I felt within New panoramas seen (I loved it as it was). Forests of pylons built, the scaffolding is raised And how the men pursue their worrk They act convinced of freedom. Crossed over by the bridge The brook was running ill. We recognised the place - places we knew as children We wept upon the sight, and progress tore our hearts Fences divide the land, homes boxed like rabbit hutches. Goodbye to the village Goodbye to the village Where soil will not provide, no king and land are one Monopolise the holy ground, all that we hold as sacred No harvest moon shall rise, no valley homestead seen And now the cities never end, and how the cities stretch forever And in the morning promise me great times will come again And the homelands in our hearts will never fade away Let the legends promise me the earth shall rise again And homelands in the hearts of men shall never fade away. Goodbye to the village Goodbye to the village Goodbye to the village Goodbye to the village I'll never never see my home I'll never never see my home You'll never never see your home You'll never never see your home
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