<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=58621" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Native Son</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ive seen many moons through these wrinkled eyes<br>The years have made me old but theyve made me wise<br>Now the white man lives where our rivers run<br>For now better days have passed<br>We walk the streets of broken glass<br>Our people vanished as snow before the summer sun<br>Like dogs we were driven from this place<br>Such injustice, time will not erase<br>All these changes cannot be undone<br>When you feel the anger inside of you<br>Hold your head high - let your aim be true<br>Though your heart beats like a drum<br>My native son<br>Once there was a time my little one<br>Before the wagons - before the soldiers guns<br>When this land was ours as far as the eagle flies<br>No white flag - no broken truce<br>With few words one can speak the truth - I dont hear it<br>Time wont heal it now<br>With each new day that comes to pass<br>Will the great spirit free us all at last? <br>He said we were the chosen ones<br>For all we had theres nothin left<br>We wont forgive - we cant forget<br>You know that your day will come<br>My native son<br>With each new day that comes to pass<br>Will the great spirit free us all at last? <br>What has happened can never be undone<br>When I was young - not yet a man<br>The sun rose and set upon our land<br>We were the chosen ones<br>My native son</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Bryan Adams - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=58621" data-title="Native Son" data-description="Ive seen many moons through these wrinkled eyes The years have made me old but theyve made me wise Now the white man lives where our rivers run For now better days have passed We walk the streets of broken glass Our people vanished as snow before ..."></div> </div> </div>

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