The Long

Long_Semado might not be heaven,

but it must be on its way,

where the eagles in the tall trees,

in the highlands seem to say.

Come to where the cool streams are,

flowing smoothly,

that gives the fish a place to play.

Long Semado might not be heaven,

but it must be on the way.

There's a subtle beauty about the mountains...

Hairy ferns growing on the hills...

Open valley and it's charm...
Golden fields of rice...

Early calves mooing...

Country kids competeing in the mud...

And oh yes, I've been there.

I am from there.