1.
Where over the world, say where:
You find an Island there,
So lovely small with nations free,
With people French and Dutch,
Though talking English much,
As the Saint Martin in the sea?
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O, sweet Saint Martin’s Land
So bright by beach and strand
With sailors on the sea
And harbours free;
Where the chains of mountains green
Variously in sunlight sheen;
‖: O, I love thy Paradise,
Nature beauty fairly nice! :‖
2.
How pretty between all green
Flamboyant’s beaming gleam
Of flowers red by sunlight set!
Thy cows and sheep and goats
In meadows or on roads,
They donkeys keen can’t I forget.
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3.
Saint Martin, I like thy name,
In which Columbus fame,
And memories of old are closed.
For me a great delight:
Thy Southern Cross the night.
May God the Lord protect thy coast!
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