Lyrics

2009 © Aitan Grossman

Verses

The air is getting warm,

My eyes are burning.

This is the biggest storm,

The tide is turning

I see the waiving wheat,

I see the redwood tree,

They wither in the heat.

What will become of me?

All of the bread we eat,

All of our farming,

Will there be any meat?

The world is warming.

Our streams are full of tires,

Our trees are burning

In wild forest fires.

We must start learning now.

The sun shines through the clouds

And beams right on me.

I shall not put on shrouds

To weigh upon me.

Here comes the giant flood

And fifteen hurricanes.

I’ll open flower buds

With the fresh air and the rain.

Choruses

English

Hawk you fly into the wild.

I am like a little child.

You and I, we share the same elation.

River run down from heaven’s hill,

Ever flow I know you will,

Lasting for 100 generations.

Setswana (Botswana)

Kalahari, Okavango
Di nonyane di afofa 
Kalahari, Okavango
Fatshe leno la rona   

Mandarin (Taiwan)

台灣是我美麗的家，

玉山傲視綠色大地，

墾丁海洋美景如畫，

如幻仙境永留人間。

         Spanish (Venezuela)

        Amazonas para el mundo es 
        el pulmón vegetal
        la esperanza de un futuro ideal