Anaana

Hu-Ha! Aaaaaaaaah Washing her hands in burning lava Pick stars like daisies from the sky Give blood to shine on all my brothers Set fire to the blackest night Anaaana aaaaaahah Anaaana aaaaaahah Anaaana aaaaaahah Anaaana aaaaaahah Aaaaaaaaah Where is your mama, is she crying? Set sail to where the good winds blow! Where are your gods, they were all lying Hunt treasures and rare animals Anaaana aaaaaahah Anaaana aaaaaahah Anaaana aaaaaahah Anaaana aaaaaahah --- Anaana - Cari Cari