Maasai - Damien Dempsey, Maire Brennan

When I die

I want to die, not in a home built for the unknown

But by the hand of a Maasai

When I sing, I want to sing,

Sing like a lark as dawn beats the dark,

And let sweet melody set me free

When I love, I want to love

Not like some swine with no semblance of spine

But like a flower loves sunshine

The battlefield, it rages on Heart against mind, the mean versus kind,

Small stones cause huge waves

When I die, I want to die

Not in a home built for the unknown

But by the hand of a Maasai