by Elizabeth Wartemberg
Dear England, you were never close to my heart
Dear Britain, you were never a close friend
Echo Echo...
All the times we laughed together and spoke
of dreams we could achieve
There was so much we could perceive
Echo Echo...
Snap – I hear the tearing of a branch...
A tearing of my heart
We must soon depart
Echo Echo
Of all the times I cried – I cried alone
I never cried with you...
I cried alone – I cried on my own
Echo Echo
...now we must depart...
Echo Echo Echo...
Last updated September 14, 2022