A virgin land filled with thorns,
Filled with lizards and filled with snakes.
But one day I'll plant a flower garden
In its midst.

A virgin land filled with dongas,
Eroded soils and weary sands.
But one day I'll plant a grape vine
By the gate.

It's a virgin land... Nobody likes it.
It's filled with rocks a it's dry.
But one day I'll build a park,
A flower garden, a grape vine,
And an apple orchard in it.