Текст песни Black Elk Speaks

white heat.. was on
our tracks
the four-legged on
the run
white heat.. on our
backs
burning like a
sun
we walked.. walked
til there was no-where
left to go
we walked.. many fell
down
bloody in the
snow
white heat.. was on
our tracks
and growing to a
flood
white heat.. on our
backs
and growing to a
flood
we fought..
fought
til there was no-where
left to go
we fell... a pool of
red neath
passing wheels in mud
and snowFrom Good Homes - Black Elk Speaks - http://ru.motolyrics.com/from-good-homes/black-elk-speaks-lyrics.html
black elk... "I did

not know then
how much was that
end.."
black elk... "I see
it now...
from the high-hill
old age.."
black elk... "I see
the people
scattered along the
gulch
black elk... "I see
it plain..
"as when I saw with
young eyes...
and I see...something
else died
in the bloody
snow...I see...
A peoples' dream died
there...
it was a beautiful
dream..
it was a beautiful
dream..."
wo-o, wo-o-o-o,
wo-o-o-o
wo-o, wo-o-o-o,
wo-o-o-o