Songs of warning
When your skin turns dry,from disease within, When the ground runs dry,deu to global sin, When the sacred trees and the forests fall, When nature answers our destructive calls, When holy winds poluted and dark,destructive lightning its thunder barks, When our mother dies deu to global wrong, When the Great Spirit is ignored to long, Kriyavan still sings his Powersong
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| Gepubliceerd op: 29 november 2001 | ||
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