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For Tape hardcore-punk / Levice

„2012 - 2017“

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Text skladby Still a Buffalo Soldier


z alba On the Waves

Autor hudby: For Tape
Autor textu: Jozef Krajči

Right as you’re born, they put you in a ship,
Sailing to lands where the landlord is a whip.
Where you cannot dream, you can only rot,
Nothing though without the big brother’s nod.

Buffalo Soldier, that’s what you were made,
Chains instead of wings, instead of toys a spade.
The course is set, the cage is where you head,
Now grab on to your paddle, enough said.

I want to bring up children,
Peace at mind and soul,
Sea gently wash my feet,
Sunrise at the shore, Buffalo Soldier,
But it’s all worth nothing,
If one’s not free at all.

The course is set, the cage is where you head,
Now grab on to your paddle, enough said.

Labor is your goal, fortune is your shame,
Think inside the box, play by rules of game.
Simplify your mind, keep up with the pace,
To win the most primitive annual race.

Buffalo Soldier, that’s what you were made,
Chains instead of wings, instead of toys a spade.