Der Schrei Des Löwen
Udo Jürgens
The Cry Of The Lion
Savannah
Far outside the city
Hot wind in ecstatic dance
On the shovels of the excavators in the forest
That mercilessly deadly shine
Mount Kilimanjaro
Behind the Night
And the desert in feverish sleep
A medicine man calls his God
Whom he hadn't met for so long
Far away
The Cry of the Lion
Far away
When he wakes up at dusk
The king no longer knows where to go
He still protects his queen
Before us
Traces of oil from Paris to Dakar
Black scars on water and land
Trails of fear and danger
Paradise with its back to the wall
On the horizon above the sea
Does the Sun cool her fever
Far away
The Cry of the Lion
Far away
When he wakes up at dusk
The king no longer knows where to go
He still protects his queen
Before us
Far away
The Cry of the Lion
Far away
When he wakes up at dusk
The king no longer knows where to go
He still protects his queen
Before us
