Текст песни Pocahontas

The icy sky at night

Our paddles break the water

In a long and hurried flight

From the white man and the fields of green

And the homeland we've never seen

They killed us in our tepee

They cut our women down

They might have left some babies

Cryin' on the ground

But the big guns and the wagon wheels come

Yes, and the night falls on the setting sun

They massacred the buffalo

Kitty corner from the bank

The taxis run across my feet

And my eyes have turned to blanks

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With an Indian rug and a pipe to share

I wish a was a trapper

I would give thousand pelts

To sleep with Pocahontas

And to find out how she felt

In the morning on the fields of green

In the homeland we've never seen

Yes and maybe Marlon Brando

Will be there by the fire

We'll sit and talk of Hollywood

And the good things there for hire

And the Astrodome and the first tepee

Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me

Pocahontas

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