
Date of issue: 16.02.2014
Song language: English
Mi Negra Ave María |
She was a daffodil peddler |
Dalling in pedals |
As only a floraphile can |
And i saw her on the brink of the water |
Where the waves lit the earth, wet the sands |
There have been a thousand boats that have crossed this water |
And we have lived through a million storms |
And with all the thunder |
That has crashed the buildings |
Set fire to trees |
And scorched this earth |
We are still here |
And are learning patients |
Despite our foils |
And the human curse |
And yes maybe, just maybe |
We can return the land of Lattimores |
Four footed walkers, and we two footed creatures |
Can find a way to be as wise |
And these cities, they can grow flowers |
And these machines, they can disappear |
And yes indeed my good friends |
These are our choices |
If we see the pedal pusher in front of us there |
And she’s here |
Walking on the shore |
So pay attention |
Take time to see |
And all y’all on the banks |
Running through your things on cars and your machines, take heed |
Its time to put on the breaks and understand |
That this is our planet and we will make it |
If we just receive |
So please |
Sweet one |
Child with the white rose, let us ride your white rose |
To a brand new right here |
And this here, will be the road we build |
Until Olympus, is all around |
And Atlantis, can once again rise from the ocean |
And the musical, beautiful sound will resound |
And shaken every tree so the tree reverberates with you and i, and i can feel |
you and i, deep inside me and vise versa |
Take my hand, she will take yours and understand, we will walk on the earth as |
if that earth was sky |
And every cloud |
They will nod, they will know you |
They will know us, for what we were, what we are, and what we will be, |
in the future far |