Part 1
Indians in my head
They promise that I will regret
But I do not listen to them
And now They are dancing in my head
Indians in my head
They screamed, jumped and sang
I knew:  I'm one of them
And now we are dancing in my head.
We are dancing in my head
We are dancing…

Part 2
One of them
Approached me
He asked
Do you see?
Do you fell?
Do you hear the sound of nature!

I hear, I hear the sounds 
Of trees, as they say Indians
Now!!! I understand 
But it's, but it's too late !!!
It's so too late !
So [bad word] Late !

Part 3
When they look at the world through my eyes
They see the [bad word] When they listen to my ears
Their scars are bleeding
When they breathe ambient air
They lose consciousness
When they feel all this pain
They know we are all to blame