Drum And Whip

You´ don´t already hold a paddle,

Have shackles on your wristle

A whip doesn´t pull your skin,

A drum doesn´t rumble in your head

They say your aren´t goods, They say you gain the

freedom

After thousand years you left the slave boat.

But it was only a dream you dreamed

The nice dream about freedom,

It disappears in the down

Again selected couple ones lead your life

Wisp changed on pens boats changed into factories

Instead of drums clocks tick instead of bite empty

words

From these selected – „They don´t feed you“.

It was only a dream, dream about freedom

But you stayed the slave, the slave in this time

The whip shot above your head

And it fall down on your back

Boats float in the drum rhythms

Souls leave bodies

Passage never ends

Drum keeps rumbling.

Hopeless wins in your mind

You went back thousand years

Only boats aren´t wooden

And whips not so long.

It was only a dream,

The dream about freedom,

But you stayed a slave,

The slave in this time.