High on the hill he was standing there,  The guardian of his tribe  The clans they looked up to him  With risen hands he started to speak    All life is equal, therefore we live together  With all living things  But then came intruders, sick with greed  And hungry for power    He's the Lord of his people  He's the Lord of his tribe  He's the Lord of this land  He's the Lord of this paradise    He's the Lord of his people  He's the Lord of this tribe  Over thousands of years  He led his clans through this paradise    This race makes laws that the rich can break  But not the poor  Giving to the rich and stealing from those  Who want for more  They rape the earth as if it was their own  They stripped it bare right to the bone  Let's search for a place to live  A valley of freedom where we still can give