I come to Australia as many people do, to see the old koala, hitch a ride on a kangaroo. To hear somebody call me "Mate" and call somebody "Blue," to hear an Aborigine play a didgeridoo. Some of you came as prisoners two centuries ago, some of you come as kings and queens your blessing to bestow. Some of you stand all swelled with pride, some with shattered wings, but all of us come with open hearts to hear Australia sing. In the desert, in the city, in the mountains and in the sea. In the stories and in the people I can hear Australia sing.
Waltzing Matilda, the men of Gallipoli, Clancy of the Overflow and Crocodile Dundee. The myth of all creation, the teaching of Baiame, the legends of the Dreamtime for all eternity. And in this celebration, a brief two hundred years, the cost to build a nation in blood and sweat and tears. And if we stand divided, divided we shall fall. But if we stand together, we shall conquer all. In the desert, in the city, in the mountains and in the sea. In the stories and in the people I can hear Australia sing.. Sing Australia, sing Australia, sing Australia, sing Australia. In the sails on Sydney Harbour I can hear Australia sing.