Fire came to earth,
Flames have shaped my body.
The fire and then hugged me forever,
But until then, I'll be here all along.
Signs draw chalk on the stone,
Issued every sorrow,
But mark my rain wash away,
I expect a reward in vain.
This is a Native American dance and I believe,
That you can burn in the flame.
Let the common grief, common sin
And common absolution!
Ambiguous spring spawned this winter
Months without love.
Back in heaven now
Angels fell to the ground.
Words bitter taste in my mouth
Only my future, which will not come.
I'm staying in, I've always been,
An Indian who sings.
(2x)
Because it is a Native American dance and I believe,
That you can burn in the flame.
Let the common grief, common sin
And common absolution!
I'm a fire, even if you do not think
Well, burn me or burn you,
Trembling embrace of your life!
Because it is a Native American dance and I believe,
That you can burn in the flame.
Let the common grief, common sin
And common absolution!
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