text: Take me in my dreams recurring
  Cheerful as a childhood dance
  Into one more taste of freedom
  One more longing backward glance
  In the sway of somber music
  I shall never, never understand
  Let me slip into the sweeter
  Chorus of that other land
  The gods love Nubia, the beautiful, the golden
  The radiant, the fertile, the gentle and the blessed
  The pain of Nubia is only of the moment
  The desolate, the suffering, the plundered, the oppressed
  The gods love Nubia, the glorious creation
  The songs roll sweetly across the harvest plain
  The tears of Nubia, a passing aberration
  They wash into the river and are never cried again
  The gods love Nubia, we have to keep believing
  The scattered and divided, we are still its heart
  The fall of Nubia, ephemeral and fleeting
  The spirit always burning though the flesh is torn apart