Sing to the breezes passing by,
Sing your jubilant song and sweet,
Sing to the earth, the air, the sky!
Earth that held thee and skies that kissed
Morning and noon and night for long,
Sun and rain and dew and mist,
All that has made you glad and strong!
The harvest fields of the far, far west
Stretch out a shimmering sea of gold!
Every ripple upon its breast