From the mountains high

From the mountains high to the deepest of mines

To the deepest mines

In a golden sky

How the kingdom shines

And the strongest of roots bear the sweetest of fruits

The strongest roots the sweetest fruits

For we reap what we sow

By the lessons we know

And the bounty will flow

Where the good things grow

From the mountains high

In a golden sky

Where the good things grow

Where the good things grow