作曲 : Michael Box, Phillip Lanzon I rode to my homeland And carried the memory Over the valley below And the heart of a nation The war cry was blazing And the loss of my brothers and sons Were all in the name of civilization The empty moon saw I was leaving With pride and hope in my heart The mountains talk of Far away dreaming So came the invasion Across from a faraway place Into the new world With guns and new order They gave us religion They took away all of our rights And forced us to live Behind their new border The four winds blow And bring a new vision Where children laugh without fear The land will speak The people will listen But yesterday my life was fading With every reason to die Ten miles to the north As I rode my red horse In the dying sun And then when I saw The white soldiers One hundred or more in a line Kill for the land Saying their law will stand What kind of god do they see? The fighting is over No matter what fear they might bring My country will live The dust clouds are falling I stood by the river And breating the air that is life Within the black hills My spiritual calling What kind of god can this be?
作曲 : Michael Box, Phillip Lanzon I rode to my homeland And carried the memory Over the valley below And the heart of a nation The war cry was blazing And the loss of my brothers and sons Were all in the name of civilization The empty moon saw I was leaving With pride and hope in my heart The mountains talk of Far away dreaming So came the invasion Across from a faraway place Into the new world With guns and new order They gave us religion They took away all of our rights And forced us to live Behind their new border The four winds blow And bring a new vision Where children laugh without fear The land will speak The people will listen But yesterday my life was fading With every reason to die Ten miles to the north As I rode my red horse In the dying sun And then when I saw The white soldiers One hundred or more in a line Kill for the land Saying their law will stand What kind of god do they see? The fighting is over No matter what fear they might bring My country will live The dust clouds are falling I stood by the river And breating the air that is life Within the black hills My spiritual calling What kind of god can this be?
