East Timor - Morten Harket

Sandalwood trees are evergreen

Cut them down

Plant coffee beans

Build no schools

Construct no roads

Mark them as fools

Let ignorance rule

Leave them stranded on their island

Treat them to the tune of silence

Red is the cross that covers out shame

Every Kingdom, every land

Has it’s heart in the common land

Silently the tide shifts the sand

Bury my heart on East-Timor

In coral sands

On golden shores

Buried are those

Who lived their lives

No place to hide for

Father and child

Leave them stranded on their island

Treat them to the tune of silence

We shake the hands that kill and

forgive

Every Kingdom, every land

Has its heart in the common man

Silently the tide shifts the sand

Bury my heart on East-Timor

On barren graves

Where flowers won’t grow

Blooms our Red cross lovingly

This nightingale deed

So we can be free

Stranded on their island

This army of the silent

We toast our own goodwill and forget

Every kingdom, every land

Has its heart in the common man

Silently the tide shifts the sand