Time to look and see In colours of time we know who we are
Breathing the air that is sweet Time to think of her Here's to the lady, her eyes never sleep
With every weather that ends
Breaking the towers and tables of land She's holding the sky to defend All of us.

Sometimes, sometimes,
Sometimes She cries.

Time for love of her Taken for granted we know that you are
Alone with the cold of the stone Painting your pictures on great western skies
The world on its knees below For all of us.. All of us.

Sometimes……

In the golden fields the rain As the summer feels a change
On the mountain dressed in gold
The wind blows through her hair