Redman کے بول

Nations died and lost their land And sacred ground turned to sand Our leaders words the cries of our kin Aswirl around us, adrift in the wind A weapon of war invaded mankind Fatal germs killed all left behind Sparing those few who fled underground Unlike the redman would never be found We all need a wishing star A spirit to tell us who we are Our future's unclear it's baked in the clay Give us a chance to start a new day Start a new day... Why we were spared we may never know We're given a choice, a gun or a bow Beneath our feet the survivors have died Again through the calm of nature we ride We all need a wishing star A spirit to tell us who we are Our future's unclear it's baked in the clay Give us a chance to start a new day Start a new day...