Pachamama Songtext
von Chango Munks

A million times mistreated
By those who say they love you
Believing that you belong to them
Treating you as mere merchandise
But you are not for sale
I can assure you that
Bad men will be lost
In oblivion while you will last
Never again harassed


Their stupidity has no limits
And they kill each other for your blood
And you sigh and cry
Shake the ash and dry
But it was not always
Like that in the past
There were real men
Who respected and
Adored you as
The goddess that you are
Tell me Mama

Tell me Mama how you handle this?
How you heal your wounds,
Bruise, scars and neglect
Tell me Mama tell me how you feel
When they hit you hard
And you never kneel
Tell me Mama how you handle this?
How you heal your wounds,
Bruise, scars and neglect
Tell me Mama tell me how you feel
I can′t hear your yet
But I can sense you near


What will it take to turn the tide
For us to reason and set right
All that we've taken
All we′ve divided
The priceless
We have sold
Cutting away at your face
Blowing your insides to pieces
Wreaking havoc to your riches
Plundering your reserves
If we don't find a balanced way
This kingdom come will one day stray
Without winners without point
Pachamama we owe you all

Tell me Mama how you handle this?
How you heal your wounds,
Bruise, scars and neglect
Tell me Mama tell me how you feel
When they hit you hard
And you never kneel
Tell me Mama how you handle this?
How you heal your wounds,
Bruise, scars and neglect
Tell me Mama tell me how you feel
I can't hear your yet
But I can sense you near