I HEAR THE EARTH

See the rivers taking shape,
As they’re giving back to the seas what remains from passing days
Comes the morning and its colors nights and repose chain themselves,
cradle welcomes life again.
So generous, ready to give, for who ask.
(But) also, she knows how to defend herself
she makes her ally from the Earth, hiding there her treasures
from all the so unkindly men, they who abandon their hostess.
From where I stand, I can hear the earth growl
she makes you see that she might tell no more

Nature is a sanctuary sacred but precarious, an asylum to preserve.
In a perpetual cycle but under the arch of the sky too many men have no respect.
And if she’s proud for the caress of your eyes.
your inconsequence hurts her more than she‘ll bear.
You’ll have to open up your mind to understand the link with her.
The attack of all your excess can rotten all your tomorrows .
From where I stand, I can hear the earth growl
she makes you see that she might tell no more

Nature holds the secret of her alchemy, as she gives no confidence
in predators always blinded by all their wishes of pleasure.
And they can move the mountains highs, for gold fever
by emptying the waters of the sea, but never find El Dorado.
she makes her ally from the Earth, hiding there her treasures
from all the so unkindly men, they who abandon their hostess.
From where I stand, I can hear the earth growl
she makes you see that she might tell no more
You’ll have to open up your mind to understand the link with her.
The attack of all your excess can rotten all your tomorrows .
From where I stand, I can hear the earth growl
she makes you see that she might tell no more ...