Europe's calling

(Verse 1) From the fjords of Norway to the Spanish plains, Cross the Alps and valleys, where the Danube reigns. Belgium's heart is beating, to the Dutch wind's song, In the fields of Poland, the spirit's strong. (Chorus) Europe's calling, a symphony of lands, From the shores of Portugal to the Eastern sands. Symphonic, our anthem soars, Through the cities and the countries, it roars. (Verse 2) France's beauty shining, Italy's art sings, Through the Greek isles, history's wings. Swiss mountains echo, with Austria's tune, Under the Nordic lights and the midnight moon. (Chorus) Europe's calling, a symphony of lands, From the Baltic seas to the Western strands. Symphonic, our anthem soars, Through the capitals and the coasts, it roars. Hummmmm ummmmm hummmmmm ooooooo oo ooooo ooo yeahhhhhh [BRDIGE] (Verse 3) From the Irish green to the Cypriot blue, The unity of music, in every hue. Bulgaria's rhythm, to Finland's light, In the symphony, we find our might. (Outro) Europe's calling, a symphony of lands, From the Arctic circle to the Mediterranean sands. Symphonic, our anthem soars, Through the hearts of the people, it forever roars. Hummmmm ummmmm hummmmmm ooooooo oo ooooo ooo yeahhhhhh