Getme, Getme from VATAN by nēkajun

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The forest quiet where’s its’ song
Will it return?
Derakhte zendegi poisoned
The earth too dry to hold us here,
But still we drink
Whose water we stealing?

Fires, we can’t control
Life, holding the thin rope

The borders rise
Ancient homes fall
The men in suits guarding their wall.

Where are you from? she said this ground
Then shot her down oh what a sound

I see four leggeds waiting, for someone to open gates
And secret seeds on earth that the heroes before placed

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• Folk
• alternative
• indie
• middle eastern
• Detroit