Nangara, Aboriginals' land It will never stop, this human crime Nangara, Aboriginals' land He who has the wisdom has borrowed the land
Tells of what I believe may happen soon today: Crafts moored from Devil's land The masts' shadows stable on the sand Seeing the redcoat devils tugging their bayonets From the flesh and gluey with red...red...red...
Filled over as leaves, shading the eyelid They're raping our forefathers' land Hurray Shading the Eyelid They're Raping our Forefathers' Land !
Continuing the ritual, the promise of newborn life Conjuring the ancestors, restoring the idyllic land Continuing the ritual, the promise of newborn life
Nangara !Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
