FAREWELL, DEAR FRIEND May 15, 2554 Sawasdeeka Kru Mali

Celtic Blessing
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.

May the sun shine warm upon your face,

and rains fall soft upon your garden.

And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.

         
We love you, Mali.
And we will hold you in our hearts forever.

These Green Mountains

These green hills and silver waters

are my home. They belong to me.
And to all of her sons and daughters
May they be strong and forever free.
Let us live to protect her beauty
And look with pride on the golden dome
They say home is where the heart is
These green mountains are my home.
These green mountains are my home.