People sang around the campfire ground
I remember prehistoric sound.
Was the time of the dynesyour age
Which you now read in the historical page.
All the men played on the drums
That where made from tree trunks
And the people danced all around
I remember prehistoric sound.
A green endless sea and a green endless land
All this has been made for all of man
Grateful were the people as they had sung
The night around the campfire the day in the sun.
The day was old but the time is now
They tried and they won if we only know how
The music has been sung the worlds are not new
Mankind has not changed they suffered too.