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So many things you've seenSo many stories long forgottenSo many deeds betweenShouting out across the bottomBeneath a ghostly twilightHer bosom filled with shining starsHer secrets sing down through the agesAs bright as lightning bugs in jarsAll beneath the canopyof ageless oaks whose secrets keepForever in her beautyThis island is my homeHer rolling hills by hands were builtby natives who were never foundThe only hints left of their passingare ancient shells that ghost the groundBone white they tell a storyof all the slaves who graced her shoresof cotton fields so long plowed undera jungle now upon her storesAll beneath the canopyLetras de cancionesof ageless oaks whose secrets keepForever in her beautyThis island is my homeAll beneath the canopyof ageless oaks whose secrets keepForever in her beauty, ah in her beautyThis island is my home From Letras Mania