The Hopes Of A Nation
¶ 1
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The hopes of a nation
are pinned to your boots,
from the hard-hats, the uniforms,
t-shirts and suits,
and the harvest is coming,
please bring home the fruits,
for the hopes of a nation
are pinned to your boots.
¶ 2
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The pride of a nation
is sewn in your hearts,
and they beat with ours, wildly,
before each match starts,
and the sum’s always greater
than each of its parts
when the pride of a nation
is sewn in your hearts.
¶ 3
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The dreams of a nation
are willing you on
to go win this Brazil-thing
and prove experts wrong
so that, come mid-July,
they’ll be singing our song.
Know the dreams of a nation
are willing you on.
¶ 4
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The youth of a nation
will look back and smile
and tell their grandchildren
they knew you awhile.
See, it’s more of a festival;
less of a trial.
The youth of a nation
will look back and smile.
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