Текст песни ПХ - Баобаб

Nothing is forgotten,
all goes to the cause ,
Sometime
rot your body ,

And instead of you,
wretched useless
grow land
Wood iron .

You will become a grove
of the baobabs ,
Field of daisies ,
Eating cows herd

Forest of pines,
Palm Desert ,
shelter traveler
On the sandy plain .

You do not have to be afraid ,
To live life is like :
Anyway soon
The land will be taken for you .