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In Sara´s Tents
by Goat of Mendes
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What happened to you, Mother?
Why did the sky turn grey?
Your children got molested
Lured off the right hand way
The Huntress, wild Diana
Now roams the concrete vales
Fallen are the woods
Where deer and fox once played
The fairy folk now hides
From those who do not see
The witch rings in the meadows
And glades of mystery
Your marvellous natural temples
Mankind no longer hails
Instead the engines drum
And drown our silent wails
All mankind's edifices
Unnatural and strange
Compared to dense, green forests
And mighty mountain ranges
We're meeting by the fires
Preserve the ancient lore
And keep your mystery sacred
As our fathers did before
Protector and Guardian
Mother and Bride
In Sara's tents
I still hide
As long as my children
Don't fail in their strive
In Sara's Tents
I'm alive
Praise to our Mother's grace and glory
A spark in the fire, a drop in the sea
White clouds high above the mountains and forests
Eternal you are and blessed you'll be!
We hide amongst the wolves
No place we call our home
Except for the wild landscapes
Neath the skies starry dome
For centuries we were hunted
As outcasts we still feel
The all-embracing vice
Of patriarchal zeal
But still the Lord and Lady
Rule in our heart's abode
Protected from the wrath of
An unforgiving god
As long in woodlands gloom the wild flowers still bloom
And the spring water sparkles in the light of the moon
Despite Crescent and Cross the Powers that Be are alive
Peals of laughter will rise to the unbounded skies
When the cities will crumble and hypocrisy dies
And the young, rightful Lord once more claims his rejuvenate wife
Protector and Guardian
Mother and Bride
In Sara's Tents
I still hide
As long as my children
Don't fail in their strive
In Sara's Tents
I'm alive
Praise to our Mother's grace and glory
A spark in the fire, a drop in the sea
White clouds high above the mountains and forests
Eternal you are and blessed you'll be!
Protector and Guardian
Mother and Bride
In Sara's Tents
I still hide
As long as my children
Don't fail in their strive
In Sara's Tents
I'm alive
What happened to you, Mother?
Why did the sky turn grey?
Your children got molested
Lured off the right hand way
The Huntress, wild Diana
Now roams the concrete vales
Fallen are the woods
Where deer and fox once played
The fairy folk now hides
From those who do not see
The witch rings in the meadows
And glades of mystery
Your marvellous natural temples
Mankind no longer hails
Instead the engines drum
And drown our silent wails
All mankind's edifices
Unnatural and strange
Compared to dense, green forests
And mighty mountain ranges
We're meeting by the fires
Preserve the ancient lore
And keep your mystery sacred
As our fathers did before
Protector and Guardian
Mother and Bride
In Sara's tents
I still hide
As long as my children
Don't fail in their strive
In Sara's Tents
I'm alive
Praise to our Mother's grace and glory
A spark in the fire, a drop in the sea
White clouds high above the mountains and forests
Eternal you are and blessed you'll be!
We hide amongst the wolves
No place we call our home
Except for the wild landscapes
Neath the skies starry dome
For centuries we were hunted
As outcasts we still feel
The all-embracing vice
Of patriarchal zeal
But still the Lord and Lady
Rule in our heart's abode
Protected from the wrath of
An unforgiving god
As long in woodlands gloom the wild flowers still bloom
And the spring water sparkles in the light of the moon
Despite Crescent and Cross the Powers that Be are alive
Peals of laughter will rise to the unbounded skies
When the cities will crumble and hypocrisy dies
And the young, rightful Lord once more claims his rejuvenate wife
Protector and Guardian
Mother and Bride
In Sara's Tents
I still hide
As long as my children
Don't fail in their strive
In Sara's Tents
I'm alive
Praise to our Mother's grace and glory
A spark in the fire, a drop in the sea
White clouds high above the mountains and forests
Eternal you are and blessed you'll be!
Protector and Guardian
Mother and Bride
In Sara's Tents
I still hide
As long as my children
Don't fail in their strive
In Sara's Tents
I'm alive
