Thousands By Thousands we are Hundreds of Islands scattered across, the silky blue surface of the Pacific Ocean Mountain ranges stood tall and proud like a King Crowned with rare jewel of untouched virgin forests and Clothed with the royal robe of endemic flora and fauna By Thousands we are Tribes sparsely scattered across the land like a broken pieces of a bottle Going from the highlands to the Islands And from the Lowlands to the coast By Thousands we are Who would have thought we could come together? Who would have thought Freedom was Calling? Impossible it seemed But not to Him The Man who wanted freedom for his land
By Thousands we are Colourful headdresses dancing on top of our heads The beat of Kundu drums echoing throughout the land And the joyful singing and dancing poured out the land September 16, 1975 The Day Freedom arrived on OUR shores The Land of a Thousand Tribes, United. By Thousands we are And One was chosen What extraordinary capability the Man must have possessed Leading the Land he loved so dearly to Freedom If he should be described let it be Grand. Courageous and Patriotic. Visionary, Wise. Genuine and Charismatic. And a thousand more words.
From the Thousand words, one word is Him “SANA” That is Him, the ‘Peacemaker’ A Great Chief A True Patriotic and A wise Man By Thousands we are Divided by tribes and culture, languages and ideologies Now we stand together as One The true black, white, yellow and red, Fly high and proud The land cried out with a grateful Heart To Honor the great Man, who brought freedom to this Land By Thousands we are And ‘SANA’ Unites us We are truly one is a Thousand And a Thousand in One Can never be more grateful to The Father of this Nation The Late Grand Chief, Sir Michael Thomas Somare, for A Free and United Thousands we are