tive muitos sonhosUm brilho no olharEra só um jovemSem

de "Ciclo Sem Fim/Nants' Lebo ingonyama bagithi BabaSithi

packed my bags last night, pre-flightZero hour: 9 a.m. And

Holy Moses, I have been removedI have seen the specter, he

put my life on hold and took you homeGood

Forgotten scars remind us ofToo much war, too little loveBeneath the

looking, I'm looking backI'm trying to imagine this and thatThe

Way behind the water holeA little down the line (down the

left at first light Friday morningLittle Dan and Becky

hot coffee and my black teaI don't know about

When you're standing on the side of a hillFeeling like your

wasn't famous but I sure did love himI've got

We heard Richard Nixon say, “Welcome to the USA”The common sense

a porch swing in tupeloIn the shade of the

isn't much I haven't sharedWith you along the roadAnd

1: Tulio & ikke til at holde udDe kalder

Here's a songHere's a little punk rock song for

is my houseThis is where I liveThat is the

London morningWet London streetsRain on the windowWind in the

Ndabe zithaNkosi yethu (Mholi wethu)Mholi wezwe lethuLefatshe la bonata ronaLea halalelaWoza