Luyện nghe bài hát Trance Dance (A Dreamtime Walkabout)

Where the meets the present we walk hand in hand,
Barefoot and naked--but of our land,
The souls of my course through my veins as I watch the
sun sink these ancestral plains.
in the outback--forgotten by time,
Lie the fragile remains of a world was mine.
money could not buy--the strong chose to steal,
To them and riches were all that was real.
Then sold into (iron-ore digger),
I am 'abbo'--your lacky--your 'nigger.'
Awaken the neo-neanderthal man sleeps within all of us touched by his
hand,
He's the last grain of hope left by our games--so tread
in his footsteps and whisper his name.
A DREAMTIME WALKABOUT--is all that of the past,
A DREAMTIME 'missing link' holds the chain fast.
Watch us skip the dark against the sky,
Bodies bathed in starlit above our spirits fly.
Every tells a tale of hidden wisdom they have found,
Man is just a part of the other way around.
'savage' nobility rule without thrones,
And by birthright things we'll never own.
Though progress encroaches--the last of their kind still
their bodies with prehensile minds.
We sons of the and free,
Cast our to fly with the birds through the trees.
(See a bloodline that extends from Genesis to end).
Over bushland and astral forms soar--
'Til the therms of our passion can us no more.
(Its shadow cast upon the land still by human hand).
what you search for is already mine.
Awaken the neo-neanderthal man that within all of us touched
by his hand,
He's the last of hope left unspoilt by our games--so tread
in his footsteps and whisper his name.
A WALKABOUT--is all that remains of the past,
A DREAMTIME 'missing link' holds the chain fast.
As you cower in concrete boxes--sheltered the light of day,
a moment (stop and wonder)--who's most savage you or they?
Every picture tells a of hidden wisdom they have found,
Man is just a of nature--not the other way around.