I am from Basra at the gates of the desert
But I do not stop at border posts
Nomadic forever since Scheherazade
When will the day come that will save us from drowning

I am from the country Kham with my head in the sky
The mountains have a soul under the eternal snows
Sherpa forever from the summit of the facades
When will the day come that will save us from drowning
When will the day come that will save us from drowning

But what are you waiting for?
For the earth to scold us
For the sun to melt
And for us to bury the world
Tell me, tell me what are we waiting for?
For the earth to scold us
For the sun to melt
And for us to bury the world
Tell me, tell me what are they waiting for?

I am from a forest along the Amazon
I know the secrets of plants and fauna
Living forever, I listen to the waterfalls
When will the day come that will save us from drowning

I am adrift, a boat without wind
Praying that I arrive where no one is waiting for me
Lost forever from Odyssey to Iliad
When will the day come that will save us from drowning
When will the day come we will save ourselves from drowning

And what are you waiting for?
For the earth to scold us
For the sun to melt
And for us to bury the world
Tell me, tell me but what am I waiting for?
For the earth to scold us
For the sun to melt
And for us to bury the world
Tell me, tell me what are they waiting for?

Tell me, tell me but what are you waiting for?
For the earth to scold us
For the sun to melt
And for us to bury the world
Tell me, tell me but what am I waiting for?
Tell me, tell me but what am I waiting for?

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