7th Son Songtext
von Daniel Lemma

I was born here once upon a time
The 7th son, the stars aligned
I was named after St Mikael
I was baptized in a holy well
The priest took me from my mamas arms
Said he′s the one with the lucky charm
The wind will blow him to distant lands
But he'll set foot here a grown man
And from a leather pouch inside his robe
The old man took out a coin of gold
And said the priest to the small congregation
Let this be a day of celebration
And in the shade of a warka tree, go dig a hole
And bury this piece of gold
For the benefit of this young man
That he will one day understand


In this land, in this mud
And running through his blood
There′s a treasure
And a great mystic flowing

You have no kwan kwan, you don't know the road
No have no alliances, you don't have a code
The nights are full of novel sounds
The wind tumbles, and the river runs
And always a crowd wherever you go
Fowl in the market, and cattle on the road
Mosque on the corner, church on the hill
People idle on the sidewalk, people busy in the fields
Rain like hammer on a tin roof, you′re wide awake in your bed
Kiremt is coming, turn the black river red
Inside the darkness something lives
Inside the man something gives

In this land, in this mud
And running through my blood
There′s a treasure
And a great mystic flowing