Oh!...
Mother they are coming again
They come to shoot what we already lost
Mother they are coming again
Our silver covered by their rust
Father they are coming again
They come to jail the things that i have seen
Father they are coming again
Burning minds to keep the ruin clean
No one is around
No one is around
No one is around
Oh!...
No one is around
Is around
Is around
Is around
Little girl there's safer ground
Follow the sea and you will find that place
Little girl there's safer ground
Come take your years and put them in their hands
