Borders Of Salt

Borders of salt, borders of sand


Land of the seas, green land of mine


Borders of salt, borders of sand

Riddled with dreams, green land of ours


Days of misfortune and days of doubt

Are gone, gone with the tide

And days of hope, to settle down

Will come, wash out the blue

It's all, it's all up to you


Borders of salt, borders of sand

Land of beliefs, in crosses and stones


Borders of salt, borders of sand

Of endless prayer thrown through the skies


For better days and better hours

We've got to lay ahead

There for our sons, there for the land

There for, for one and every man

It's all, it's all up to you