Bedouin Soundclash Elongo
The last of some bad debree falls through the coconut trees as twilight claims me Entring calmingly
through rusted radios came a Calypso I stood with Elongo inside a shadow
Elongo Elongo From here to San Pedro we draw lines in the sand Longo Halongo until we will get back home the sun is setting low
the youth come and go singing the songs they know and Mother Tereasa ....... and you find the paper plates count wickets where they lay roots of your family guns of your history
Elongo Elongo From here to San Pedro we draw lines in the sand Longo Halongo until we will get back home the sun is setting low
is it sailing away or am I waiting in vein? did you break all your chains for it to all wash away?
Elongo Elongo From here to San Pedro we draw maps in the sand Longo Halongo until we will get back home the sun is setting low
Elongo Elongo From here to San Pedro Elongo Elongo from here to San Pedro we draw lines in the sand we draw lines in the sand
