Humanahum |
| A thousand years from now, a land is found |
| (A land is found) |
| An old man sadly sits on barren ground |
| (On barren ground) |
| The children of the land soon come and gather round |
| To listen to the tale that he's going to tell |
| |
| Look out, my little ones, out there in the night |
| (There, in the night) |
| That brilliant ball of fire once was full of life |
| (Was full of life) |
| The man of yesterday had named it Earth |
| Now just a fire-ball – its worth |
| |
| Humanahum (Humana-huma) |
| Humanahum (Humana-huma) |
| Humanahum |
| Land, Land of Man |
| |
| Now, there was water there, in lakes and seas |
| (What's that, a sea?) |
| A million little birds living in the trees |
| (What's that, a tree?) |
| And there was food throughout the land for every being |
| And at the time, man even used to sing |
| |
| The women and the girls were all dressed like flowers |
| (What's that, a flower?) |
| But their man on the Earth were all men with power |
| (What's that, with power?) |
| Some people of that time walked hand in hand |
| They hoped their love could save their land |
| |
| Humanahum (Humana-huma) |
| Humanahum (Humana-huma) |
| Humanahum |
| Land, Land of Man |
| |
| And there, my little ones, my story ends |
| (But why the end?) |
| That brilliant ball of fire is dead, my friends |
| (Dead in the end) |
| Yes, man that lived before will be no more |
| 'Cause he made Earth the game of war |
| |
| Humanahum (Humana-huma) |
| Humanahum (Humana-huma) |
| Humanahum |
| Land, Land of Man |
| |
| Humanahum |
| Humanahum (Humana-huma) |
| Humanahum |
| Land, Land of Man |
| |
| Humanahum |
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Jean Gabilou
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