Notional sun of justice that shines through
and you aggrandising myrtle too
please oh please I’m begging you x3
please pay heed, to my land anew!
It has eagle-shaped mountains reaching high
on volcanoes terraced vineyards lie
and the whitest houses by x3
a blue sea that meets the blue sky!
Holding thunder into my embittered hands
I return them way back in time’s sands
I’m calling my old good friends x3
with cruel threats and bloodline commands