The volture war circling While kids werw clearing The bonfire With a bound The wind was passing Through the hair Of the virgin With a heart of steel While the century was coming Creeping throug history thighs Every night Every day A new bandit runs down this road From the lions of the mountains A bandit was born His mother's eyes Had never seen The country where stars fall In the light of the morning Taking to earth all illusion and dreams While the century was coming Creeping throug history thighs Every night Every day A new bandit runs down this road Down in the valley Tho sisters werw waiting With their love tricks And no man to love them The cut throat who followed Was paid by his master Whowound on his watch For time was on his side