It is nothing to live as we do
   Day to day we roam
   Heart without a home of our own
   Dust and passion lay in our throats
   Revenge in each word that spoke
   Childrens eyes fill our minds as we smoke
  
   [Chorus:]
   But somewhere out in the desert a figure moves at speed
   And in his heart he carries the message that they need
   We move against the tyrant
   Words fall from his lips
   The fire inside their eyes is lit
   At daybreak freedom calls
   We answer as one
   From hiding in the hills we enter the burning sun
  
   Danger fills the air and the dawn
   Holds a sweet but stale perfume
   Women know that soon they may lose
   What good are men that love but our slaves
   In a country they once called their own?
   As they kissed goodbye they have flown
  
   To be there out in the desert as horses move at speed
   And in each heart is carried the message that they need
   We move against the tyrant
   Words fall from his lips
   The fire inside their eyes is lit
   At daybreak freedom called
   We answered as one
   From hiding in the hills we entered the gripping sun
  
   [Instrumental]
  
   [Repeat second part of chorus]