Listening Wind

Mojique sees his village from a nearby hill
 Mojique thinks of days before Americans came
 He serves the foreigners in growing numbers
 He sees the foreigners in fancy houses
 He dreams of days that he can still remember, now
 Mojique holds a package in his quivering hands
 Mojique sends the package to the American man
 Softly he glides along the streets and alleys
 Up comes the wind that makes them run for cover
 He feels the time is surely now or never, more
 The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart
 The dust in my head, the dust in my head
 The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart come to
 Drive them away, drive them away
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 The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart
 The dust in my head, the dust in my head
 The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart come to
 Drive them away, drive them away
 Mojique buys his equipment in the market place
 Mojique plants devices through the Free Trade Zone
 He feels the wind is lifting up his people
 He calls the wind to guide him on his mission
 He knows his friend, the wind, is always standing... by
 Mojique smells the wind that comes from far away
 Mojique waits for news in a quiet place
 He feels the presence of the wind around him
 He feels the power of the past behind him
 He has the knowledge of the wind to guide him on
 The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart
 The dust in my head, the dust in my head
 The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart
 (Come to)
 Drive them away, drive them away
 The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart
 The dust in my head, the dust in my head
 The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart
 (Come to)
 Drive them away