Beneath the soil a secret grows
A tale of toil where the river flows
Each grain of sweat a story we write
Under the sun in the harvest light
Through seasons shifting fields transform
From silent frost to a golden storm
The hands that labor the hearts that dream
Build bridges over the widest streams
The stars at dusk know the humble grace
Of simple lives in an endless space
In roots and branches the world unfolds
A tapestry of love untold
Sing for the land that cradles all
Through rise and fall it answers the call
In every furrow the future begins
With hope that lingers beneath the wind