Across the sand under a crescent moon    In celebration of our feards    And rumours circulating in the street    The candle burns the world awaits       We ask is this some kind of victory?    Where is the dream, where is the sanity?       As crying echoes down the corridors    The child comes running to his mother's arms    And all the things I hold so dear to me    I love my wife, I love my family       Raise up your heads and voices    The promise of beyond    With courage face the moment    Remember who you are!       A frightened people losing dignity    The shadow of an island in their minds    While fools are bent on making history    With nothing gained, is this our destiny?