Whirlwind you must know he can't leave Ever since he was young he had known what a man should know With no hatred inside
Whirlwind take the wife and the child Find the trail that leads south To the lands they have given you The new home for your tribe
Brother of Blood I have heard that the soldiers are two moons away They come with many guns And death is waiting for a brave man such as you
Goodbye my friend you must be on your wya Down through the canyons we wait and we pray Goodbye my friend you can linger no more Gun smoke is rising so run to that war Beyond the hills the far horizon In the purple evening sky You'll fild the Valley of Walhalla There when you dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
