Awake, awake, awake, awake!
I'm at the top of the big land
From the upper south to the northern mouth
I'm at the centre of all we understand
Still trying to figure it out
Some kind of Paris in the sand
Men are on their knees looking to the east
Women try to hide their laugh behind their painted hands
But they all look like children when they sleep
We look like children, we look like children
We look like children, we all look like children
We all look like children when we sleep
Awake, awake, awake, awake!
I'm at the top of the big land
I got southern eyes and a northern mouth
Dreaming of an otherness that I could understand
Still trying to figure it out
I will love, I will lose
I will lie, I will be true
I will fight, I will prove
I will suffer just like you
Everything turns to red
Everything turns to green
Awake, awake, awake, awake!