Storm (Where The Indians Were Born) Testo

Storm (Where the indians were born) Burning houses lost in war Stoned cold fighres sing in a choir Happy melodies covered by the sand Hot sandstorms have crossed the land Where the indians were born (all i wanna do is cry) All tears are blown away by storm Dry salt lying on the earth Too much water has flown away Because of death and birth Where was your goddess when your children are to gone When they took the lives of everyone When there was hunger on the flight (where was your goddess when your realitives died)