Secret stories dampened huts allow, Sweat and salt upon my brow But the Tuk-Tuk keeps on moving. Open hearts tell many tales Which the fading moon unveils But the Tuk-Tuk keeps on moving. Carried on through timeless space By melodies of haunting grace When the Tuk-Tuk...
When mining workers humbly meet They arise from below their feet. Dear corporates, take good care `Cause our might is bright aflare! Miners from around the globe, Gather under this great hope! In Peru and India stirs the seed; I wash my hands from my own greed. Guitar...
(N)Euer Senf – mittelscharf, wenn’s geht