Letra de River Of Tears - Ian Hunter
Letra de canci�n de River Of Tears de Ian Hunter lyrics
Waiting on an elevator � in a hotel out in California
Smog clouds up in the windows � but there is a plaque up on the wall
That tells of the Agoras � people who were here long before us
Before the covered wagons � before they lost it all
They were hunters � they were fishermen und they often fought each other
But one small tribe was different � their leader was a peaceful man
They were weavers � they were painters � trading pelts for pretty colours
Protected by the warriors for the beauty in their hands
Roll back the years � roll back the years � to the river of tears
The chief he had a daughter - she was young and she was beautiful
He said, �Go into the forest � get some berries for the dye
But make your way back quickly � for the old bear�s getting hungry
I don�t want you out there � when the sun falls from the sky�
Her basket filled with berries � she headed back toward the village
When a mighty roar erupted � she ran und hid inside a hollow tree
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Shadows were getting longer � the forest was getting colder
And the chief began to panic � where could his daughter be?
Lost in the years � lost in the years � on the river of tears
In the camp the fires were dying when the old chief started crying
Soon all the tribe were crying � the ground grew wet beneath their feet
And the tears they turned to water and the water became a river
And the river flowed like an arrow � to the foot of a hollow tree
And the girl looked out in wonder � as she saw the water falling
She knew it was her father and she swam to his canoe
And all the tribe stopped crying � and the river started subsiding
Into the hill of the Agoras � and so the legend grew
Roll back the years � roll back the years
Roll back the years � to the river of tears
I wish all the world was healing
Smog clouds up in the windows � but there is a plaque up on the wall
That tells of the Agoras � people who were here long before us
Before the covered wagons � before they lost it all
They were hunters � they were fishermen und they often fought each other
But one small tribe was different � their leader was a peaceful man
They were weavers � they were painters � trading pelts for pretty colours
Protected by the warriors for the beauty in their hands
Roll back the years � roll back the years � to the river of tears
The chief he had a daughter - she was young and she was beautiful
He said, �Go into the forest � get some berries for the dye
But make your way back quickly � for the old bear�s getting hungry
I don�t want you out there � when the sun falls from the sky�
Her basket filled with berries � she headed back toward the village
When a mighty roar erupted � she ran und hid inside a hollow tree
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/river-of-tears-ian-hunter.php
Shadows were getting longer � the forest was getting colder
And the chief began to panic � where could his daughter be?
Lost in the years � lost in the years � on the river of tears
In the camp the fires were dying when the old chief started crying
Soon all the tribe were crying � the ground grew wet beneath their feet
And the tears they turned to water and the water became a river
And the river flowed like an arrow � to the foot of a hollow tree
And the girl looked out in wonder � as she saw the water falling
She knew it was her father and she swam to his canoe
And all the tribe stopped crying � and the river started subsiding
Into the hill of the Agoras � and so the legend grew
Roll back the years � roll back the years
Roll back the years � to the river of tears
I wish all the world was healing
