Testo 5 4

A daughter of the inka, maya riot in her eyes,
powerful poetry of passion sends her message through the skies,
She´s seen her forfathers yearning, seen her family burn,
seen her forfathers yearning, seen her family burn,

See the rainbow through the raindrops, gazing for a glimse of sun,
she is angry, she is hateful, but now she smiles, she´s got a gun,
She´s seen her family yearning, seen her family burn, seen her forfathers yearning, seen her family burn,

What could I ever tell you? That you haven´t seen or done?
What could I ever tell you? That you haven´t seen or done?
She´s seen her forefathers yearning, gazing for a glimse of sun,
she´s seen her family burning, now she smiles, she´s got a gun

The art of flying: to be denying
your mortal flesh and bones,
and let your spirit take control