Protect me from ravagement
I am ten years old
I don’t know what I do
Protect me myself
I am fourteen
There’s nothing to do
Protect me yourself
I am sixteen
Protect me from starving
I am eighteen
Protect me you
I don’t know what you do
Protect me demons
That come at night
I don’t know what they say
Their whispering
Sends the night air away
And makes me forget
I hope they come
Again and again
I hope they come
Again and again
I hope they come again
Again, Again
Nothing but a savage bird
In your face
In your land
The weight of you is greater than
Forgot my pride
Forgot my side
Don’t bother to leave
There’s no room outside
Your sense of pride
Nothing here but a savage bird