This Land Is Your Land - Peter, Paul & Mary

This land is your land, this land is my land,
From california, to the new york island,
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.

I roamed and rambled, and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was singing
This land was made for you and me!

This land is your land, this land is my land,
From california, to the new york island,
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.

As I went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
I saw below me those golden valleys
This land was made for you and me!

This land is your land, this land is my land,
From california, to the new york island,
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.

As the sun was shining, and I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving, and the dust clouds rolling,
As the fog was lifting, a voice was saying
This land was made for you and me!

This land is your land, this land is my land,
From california, to the new york island,
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.

Tato země je vaše země, tato země je moje země,
Z Kalifornie, New York ostrov,
Od sekvoj lesa, do vody Golfský proud,
Tato půda byla provedena pro vás i pro mě.

I potuloval a toulal se, a já za mých šlépějích
Na šumivé písky pouští ji diamant
A všichni kolem mě hlas zpívající
Tato země byla pro Vás a já!

Tato země je vaše země, tato země je moje země,
Z Kalifornie, New York ostrov,
Od sekvoj lesa, do vody Golfský proud,
Tato půda byla provedena pro vás i pro mě.

Jak jsem šel pěšky, že pás dálnice
Viděl jsem, že nade mnou nekonečné koridor
Viděl jsem pode mnou ty zlaté údolí
Tato země byla pro Vás a já!

Tato země je vaše země, tato země je moje země,
Z Kalifornie, New York ostrov,
Od sekvoj lesa, do vody Golfský proud,
Tato půda byla provedena pro vás i pro mě.

Vzhledem k tomu, svítilo sluníčko, a já jsem se procházel,
A obilná pole mával, a oblaka prachu, válcování,
Vzhledem k tomu, mlha zvedání, hlas říkal
Tato země byla pro Vás a já!

Tato země je vaše země, tato země je moje země,
Z Kalifornie, New York ostrov,
Od sekvoj lesa, do vody Golfský proud,
Tato půda byla sestavena pro ty a já