Mora
Poland
 
 
Red sun,
Red sun over paradise,
Red sun,
Red sun over paradise.

Golden rays of the glorious sunshine.

Setting down, such a blood-red light,
Now the animals slowly retreat,
To the shadows – out of sight.

Arid breeze blows across the mountains,
Giving flight to the birds of prey,
In the distance machines come,
To transform Eden – day by day.

Only love is with us now,
Something warm and pure,
Find the peace within ourselves,
No need for a cure.

When the wind is slow,
And the fire’s hot,
The vulture waits to see what rots.

Oh how pretty,
All the scenery.

This is nature’s sacrifice

When the air blows through,
With a brisk attack,
The reptile tail ripped from its back.

When the sun sets,
We will not forget the,
Red sun over paradise.

Red sun
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