England the blessed earth

I want to say something
It is true and not false
For this blessed earth
All the world is flowering
All refugees of world is keeping

Is keeping as her fellows
If you ask them
They say they don't want to go back to their country,
because their spirit here is quiet.

Yes, England is a blessed earth
All refugees are happy
Do you know a wise word?
A child leads, to their parents footsteps.

I am speaking for myself
But for you too,
In our spirit this earth is stored
Everywhere we go,
For this blessed earth
From our mouth we must get out, A lot of good words.