[MARIANNE]
I belong here
Where a dusty road curls by
Yes, I belong here
Where the birches touch the sky

There's nothing splendid
Or remarkable in any way
But I open the shutter each day
And it dazzles my eye

There's a schoolhouse
And a noisy country store
A hill of lilac
And a bridge and not much more

And so if one day
To the ends of the earth, I may roam
I'll still belong here, I'll belong herе
On this speck of Earth I call home

[Instrumental]

And so if one day
To thе ends of the earth, I may roam
I'll still belong here, I'll belong here
On this speck of Earth I call home