Dream Of The World

<br>Not like the brazen giant of greek fame<br>with conquering limbs astride from land to land<br>here at our sea-washed sunset gates shall stand<br>a mighty woman with a torch<br><br>Bridge: Whose flame is the imprisoned lightning<br>and her name Mother of Exiles<br><br>Refrain: You can live if you want to be free<br>in the land of the thousand dreams<br>You can breath really free, if you only mind to see<br>that the only one who can free you is the Lord<br><br>From her beacon hand glows world-wide welcome<br>her mild eyes command the air-bridged harbour ( that twin cities frame )<br>" Keep ancient lands your storied pomp ", cries she<br>with silent lips," give me your tired, your poor "<br><br>Bridge: Your huddled masses yearning to be free<br>the wretched refuse of your teeming shore<br><br>Refrain<br><br>Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me<br>I lift my lamp beside the golden door, please<br><br>Refrain: You can live if you want to be free<br>in the land of the thousand dreams<br>for this we will fight, we will shout and we will cry<br>`cause this is the only dream of the world<br>You can breath really free, if you only mind to see<br>that the only one who can free you is the Lord