son of the wild
"Fly with the wind Over the land Like a storm Wild is your heart Brave is the horse That you ride on No chains no walls Only the sea An endless distance Faithful you stood There and you watched The sinking sun So grateful the land You held in your hand You son of the wild I saw tears in your eyes Ride like the wind Over the land Like a storm Indian son You were so pride You were free Your pride has gone away now Wiped out Torn away Dropped down Like a tear Now you dwell in your dreams"
Autor(es): Waldemar Sorychta
