East Timor

Harket Morten

Sandalwood trees are evergreen


Cut them down


Plant coffee beans


Build no schools


Construct no roads


Mark them as fools


Let ignorance rule


Leave them stranded on their island


Treat them to the tune of silence


Red is the cross that covers out shame


Every Kingdom, every land


Has it's heart in the common man


Silently the tide shifts the sand





Bury my heart on East-Timor


In coral sands


On golden shores


Buried are those


Who lived their lives


No place to hide for


Father and child


Leave them stranded on their island


Treat them to the tune of silence


We shake the hands that kill and forgive


Every Kingdom, every land


Has its heart in the common man


Silently the tide shifts the sand





Bury my heart on East-Timor


On barren graves


Where flowers won't grow


Blooms our Red cross lovingly


This nightingale deed


So we can be free


Stranded on their island


This army of the silent


We toast our own goodwill and forget


Every kingdom, every land


Has its heart in the common man


Silently the tide shifts the sand