Farewell Vancouver, mistress of the western sea,
Farewell Rocky Mountains of the lofty spires:
To muse on you, my mind, it never tires;
Though I'm bound to leave, with you my thoughts are free.
I love these plains which roll towards infinity,
The eastern hills where my voyage fast retires;
But I'll stay not overlong, my heart aspires
To return to you, for with you my heart is free.
Farewell Vancouver, mistress of the western sea,
Farewell Rocky Mountains of the lofty spires:
Fond memories I'll keep - Promethean fires
For my muse, so with you, I'll be forever free.
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