Onsdag 5 oktober

8. The great tribe

Come here son and listen to me
on a true and sad history
About a people who lived in harmony
they were so proud, they were free
Free as the horses on the steppes
with feelings deep inside their chests

A people a great tribe
Leved freedom and their pride
They werchiped the sun
The mightiest of gods
(The people of the pride
they will always remind us...)

Come here son and listen to me
on a true and sad history
Then "civilastion" forced them away
come here son and I'll whisper their name
Of the people who no longer exist...
...Apaches was their name

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