Once upon a time A child with no name No grasp or brain at all Was sent to get and sail So far through a new world
And maybe he could find there Some brave new gold
He had to learn with masters He had to pay with pain His sense and skills grew faster He had to face his fate
Getting in touch with certain people Reaching distant lands Under his commands could so bring up Lastly his plans
Why so hard? They will ask you why Why so false? They will not forget Why so weird? They don´t understand Why for gold? On and on the same
When the game was falling Hope soon showed up Forcing captured natives to speak Double-dealing with both sides
After all, it was clear Politics have no relation to morals
Why so hard? They will ask you why Why so false? They will not forget Why so weird? They don´t understand Why for gold? On and on the same
The booby trap caught Atahualpa And he could not even react Injecting flunkey Incas made the new empire rise But at some point his friend brawled him and died And so Pizarro was murdered by some Almagro's old ally
Why so hard? They will ask you why Why so false? They will not forget Why so weird? They don´t understand Why for gold? On and on the same
Conquistador: Francisco Pizarro Decimated: Inca Empire Season of Red: from 1532 AD to 1535 ADTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
