Camel - Echoes

Текст песни

Out of the mist rising\nTen thousand navajo braves\nShining like golden eagles in flight\nClimbing high on the plains\nBorn of the Earth set free\nTo run away with the sun\nSo free to sing in tune with the world\nGladly high on the plains\nSo many moons have flown\nNow all your ghosts dance the long shadows\nWar cries that died on your lips\nEcho above the plains