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• Artiste: Brian Setzer
• Titre: Aztec
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We traveled through this land a thousand years ago We were first to see the purple skies I wandered round the desert in a mask of gold I left a thousand things for you to find I left my home where your houses stand I left my gold where your highways ran I lived my life on what you call your land I left my soul in the Aztec sand The days grow long the nights are getting shorter The rains are few beneath the blazing sun Traveling fathers finding little water The time has come when we must play this world I left my home where your houses stand I left my gold where your highways ran I lived my life on what you call your land I left my soul in the Aztec sand Round and round Our lifetime goes Where does it end Someone must know I've got a family now but you wouldn't know them They're beaten down so hard they can hardly stand We used to live so brave so free like an eagle Now they make us live like a crippled man I left my home where your houses stand I left my gold where your highways ran I lived my life on what you call your land I left my soul in the Aztec sand