It is so much time ago now that few remember it
the small coastal country that lived on fish and sheep meat
many also kept pork, chicken and cows no one was poor
nor were they rich except for the king.
Then gold was found on a mountainside a little bit of gold
the mountain behind its grey facade was pure gold and
the population jubilant and they bought big horses from
foreign lands. A horse for every man the slogan went.
Feeling good and mighty they fought battles in places that
had nothing to do with them they just liked flexing muscles
gold became blood stained lost its lustre and a hard time came
the people had to go fishing again and milk cows.
It was a country now where no one was rich or poor but
living in peace just ordinary citizens skating in the town`s
park dam when winter was cold and greed was a thing of
the past, a small country that welcomed victims of war.