Corre,corre sem destino como o teu pensamento, rapido, letal, numa maratona em velocidade, rapida como o meu pensamento. Corre salva o teu ser, mesmo que seja só mentalmente e mesmo preso na realidade és livre no pensamento.
O teu pensamento liberta-te, o meu leva.-me a sitios de sonho, mundos paralelos, subtis, obscuros, dourados e languidos, mas mundos meus só meus ai posso ser sempre livre.
Vou agora, vou fugir mais umas horas, vou...
Run To The Hills
Iron Maiden
Composição: Harris
White man came across the sea,
Brought us pain and misery.
Killed our tribes, killed our creed,
Took our game for his own need.
We fought him hard, we fought him well,
Out on the plains we gave him hell.
But many came, too much for Cree,
Oh will we ever be set free?
Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes,
Galloping hard on the plains.
Chasing the redskins back to their holes,
Fighting them at their own game.
Murder for freedom, a stab in the back.
Women and children and cowards attack.
Run to the hills, run for your lives.
Run to the hills, run for your lives.
Soldier blue in the barren wastes,
Hunting and killing for game.
Raping the women and wasting the men,
The only good Indians are tame.
Selling them whisky and taking their gold,
Enslaving the young and destroying the old.
Run to the hills, run for your lives.
(repeat to end)
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