Three Be Free

This be a song for the Choma

Dirt be trampled, day on day,
Always has been just this way.
Mud be born to sweat and toil,
Always serving, always loyal.

Chorus: Air and fire and water reign,
That’s just the way that fate ordained.
But day will come when people see,
Four elements do not be free.

Life goes on, and on some more,
For those bound by ancient law.
Born to work and born to die,
Who shall hear the servants cry?

Chorus: Air and fire and water reign,
That’s just the way that fate ordained.
But day will come when people see,
Four elements do not be free.

Forest’s trees grow as they will,
No chains bind the ancient hill.
Elements must in balance be,
How can the Earth not be free?

Chorus: Air and fire and water reign,
That’s just the way that fate ordained.
But day will come when people see,
Four elements do not be free.

A lone pebble starts a slide,
Just one rock can turn a tide.
Pray the world soon sees the worth,
of the children of the Earth.

Chorus: Air and fire and water reign,
That’s just the way that fate ordained.
But day will come when people see,
Four elements do not be free.

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