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This song makes me remember how the Larrakin spirit of adventure and risk was alive in Australian culture. Now it's a country of woke knobheads and property rent-seekers. Beaches are still noice though.
First heard this song watching Young Einsten and was blown away. We visited Sydney in 2018 and the bustop tour played this and Down Under, the two are quintessential Australian anthems. In Oz for the second time and listened to this again. I think this should definitely be the Aussie national Anthem.
Acho muito bacana essa música, dessa banda magnífico,dos anos maravilhosos, que fizeram histórias na música romântica, internacional, mundial.viva as músicas lindas maravilhosas.
❤Standing at the limit of an endless ocean Stranded like a runaway, lost at sea City on a rainy day down in the harbor Watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay Looking everywhere 'cause I had to find you This is not the way that I remember it here Anyone will tell you its a prisoner island Hidden in the summer for a million years Great Southern Land, burned you black So you look into the land and it will tell you a story Story 'bout a journey ended long ago Listen to the motion of the wind in the mountains Maybe you can hear them talking like I do They're gonna betray you, they're gonna forget you Are you gonna let them take you over that way Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land You walk alone, like a primitive man And they make it work, with sticks and bones See their hungry eyes, its a hungry home I hear the sound of the stranger's voices I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land They burned you black, black against the ground Standing at the limit of an endless ocean Stranded like a runaway, lost at sea City on a rainy day down in the harbor Watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay Looking everywhere 'cause I had to find you This is not the way that I remember it here Anyone will tell you its a prisoner island Hidden in the summer for a million years Great Southern Land, in the sleeping sun You walk alone with the ghost of time Where they burned you black, black against the ground And they make it work with rocks and sand I hear the sound of the strangers voices I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land You walk alone, like a primitive man You walk alone with the ghost of time And they burned you black Yeah, they burned you black Great Southern Land Great Southern Land Great Southern Land Great Southern Land Great Southern Land ❤
I can't listen to this song anymore without crying. I was born and raised in Australia as a kid, but one day, my parents moved us overseas. What transpired in the years after have been the hardest years of my life, and every time I hear this song, the nostalgia, the memories, the thought of family and friends makes me heart shatter and soul ache for return. My health isn't great right now, so I can't just move back to Australia, but my God, how I miss it.
