The last of some bad debris
Falls through the coconut trees
Twilight claims me
Inching calmly
Through restaurant radios
Came a calypso
Stood with elongo
Inside a shadow
Elongo, elongo
From here to San Pedro
We draw lines in the sand
Elongo, how long though
Until we will get back home
The sun is setting low
Will youth come and go
Singing the songs they know
Like Mother Teresa
And Vishnu Siddhartha
And you fly paper planes
A cow wake is where they lay
The roots of your family
The guns of your history
Elongo, how long oh
From here to san pedro,
We draw lines in the sand.
Elongo, how long though,
Until we will get back home,
The sun is setting low.
Is it sailing away
Or am I waiting in vain?
Do you break all your chains
For it to all wash away?
Elongo, elongo
From here to San Pedro
We draw maps in the sand
Elongo, how long though
Until we will get back home
The sun is setting low
Elongo, how long oh
From here to San Pedro
Elongo, how long oh
From here to San Pedro
We draw lines in the sands
We draw lines in the sands