What is it about you, makes me feel this way?
When I'm leaving you, when I'm coming home,
I'm lost for words to say.
And I know your faults and failures,
and the troubles that you've been through,
but it's more about what happens now,
and what were coming to.

And the echo from the green hills,
runs through the city streets,
and the sun when it shines on England,
well it lifts the heart in me.

England, oh England,
England, oh England.

Don't make this out a battle hymn or a song for victory,
it's just a way to try to say what England means to me,
and our accents and our colours change,
from the city to the farmland,
from the moorland to the mountain,
from the river to the sea.

And the echo from the green hills,
runs through the city streets,
the wind that blows through England,
breathes its life in you and me.