Songtext von Ah, The Paternal Hand

Oh children, oh my children To that monster everyone murdered And together with you, your mother The poor thing From the hands of the tiger I leave my mother and my children Ah, the paternal hand was not a shield, Oh my dears The mean killer and the dead And wounded And we ran in the cave and we Screamed in vain With the last, with the last breath Ah! we ran from the killer, While god was looking we ran Into his open arms we asked Forgiveness