My dear homeland, with fields so wide
And rivers that carve through vast, silent tide
On green hills where the calm winds flow
I left my heart in your soil below

Where wheat grows tall, and autumn turns gold
I, far from you, in the cold snow unfold
The distant peaks, where bears are hunted still
Sing in the breeze, a sweet, wistful thrill

Oh, my homeland, why did I leave thee?
With forests aglow in the moon's soft decree
While here, I am consumed by longing's flame
In a faraway land, where freedom's the name

And on the wide plains, where the buffalo roam
Where dreams of the past vanish like foam
I remember you, with the stars shining bright
And the spirit of America, strong in the night

But the cardinal, with its clear, bright song
In frozen woods, brings memories along
Of a distant home, that my heart repairs
And with its sound, my longing declares