I watch the rockets shooting up
To the Moon to the Mars
And will go far beyond them
Standing at the sea shore
I sing the national anthem
With my head holding high
Tears roll down the cheeks
I watch the tides
Touching my feet and going away
And whispering to me
So much to achieve
Nothing is impossible for
This great country
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