2021.05.20.
America, America
Down the mountainA river cuts through the strange land and breaks
America, America
America, America, America
A shout of revolt to the sky
The jungle loose in
America, America, America
The macaw's song covers the ultimate sadness
Of whom only the last moon saw
And disappearing through the mountain range
Or maybe in the lap of America is sleeping
The flowers of my valley
Will open up smelling living blood
America, America, America, America
The wounded bird that can't spread the wings
I know it'll fly
America
Why didn't you die?
America
And when tonight
Turn into dawn
From the bed of ashes will return to his beloved
America, America
America, America
America, America
America, America
America