Dance to the music played before you,
Happy people of the little land;
In all that you will foreer do,
The memory still shall be grand!
Life up your voice and recall the days
When things were not so fair,
And remember those of joyous praise
Who saved your lives from despair!
But do not dwell on things long past
For the future has yet to come —
Yet when it has at long last,
Your happy dance for joy — shall be done!
It will be yours.