Glorious land of plentitude Its people of multitude Fields and the mighty rivers Were the cornerstone of the Nation Impossible woods watched the ends Sheltered people and their secrets Unending history goes on People had formed a Nation Now only trees are humming About the glory of the Founding Fathers Waves of the northern sea Carried by salty wind Wash the face of this land Stones of history lie there Amber silent witness of events Amber born in the sea Where great trees shed their tears Those that were humming here Before the child of man set his foot in this woods A state was created, wide and invincible Amber retains the sleeping spirits And might of the Founding Fathers Who shall find the power to awake the Heroes? The one who solves the mystery Through prism of honey stone He will find the way to those who passed He will find the power to future struggle In the youth of this state Amber became the key To the great hall of history Spreading its honey glare To route across the River Gold of the North
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