An exile from home splendor dazzles in vain
Oh, give me my low, sweet Goljano again,
The birds singing daily that come at my call,
Give me them with that peace of mind, dearer than all.
Adigaan Hargeisay
Kuusoo hoyanaya
To thee I'll return overburdened with care,
The hearts dearest solace will smile on me there
No more from thee Hargeisa again will I roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.
Adigaan Hargeisay
Kuusoo hoyanaya
Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble there's no place like home!
A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere:
Adigaan Hargeisay
Kuusoo hoyanaya
