Indian Sunset

Elton John a Bernie Taupin

Madman Across the Water (1971)

  1. Tiny Dancer (6:15)
  2. Levon (5:22)
  3. Razor Face (4:44)
  4. Přeloženo do češtiny Madman Across the Water (5:56)
  5. Indian Sunset (6:45)
  6. Holiday Inn (4:17)
  7. Rotten Peaches (4:56)
  8. All the Nasties (5:08)
  9. Goodbye (1:48)

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As I awoke this evening, with the smell of wood smoke clinging
Like a gentle cobweb hanging upon a painted tepee;
Oh, I went to see my chieftain with my war-lance and my woman,
For he told us that the yellow moon would very soon be leaving.

This I can't believe, I said, I can't believe our Warlord's dead,
Oh, he would not leave the chosen ones
To the buzzards and the soldiers' guns.

Oh, great father of the Iroquois, ever since I was young
I've read the writings of the smoke,
And breast-fed on the sound of drums.
I've learned to hurl the tomahawk and ride a painted pony wild,
To run the gauntlet of the Sioux, to make a chieftain's dau­ghter mine.

And now you ask that I should watch the red man's race be slowly crushed;
What kind of words are these to hear from Yellow Dog whom white man fears?

I take only what is mine, Lord, my pony, my squaw and my child,
I can't stay to see you die along with my tribe's pride.
I go to search for the yellow moon and the fathers of our sons
Where the red sun sinks in the hills of gold and the healing waters run.

Trampling down the prairie rose, leaving hoof tracks in the sand,
Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my hands.
I heard from passing renegades Geronimo was dead, he'd been
Laying down his weapons when they filled him full of lead.

Now there seems no reason why I should carry on in this land
That once was my land, I can't find a home.
It's lonely and it's quiet and the horse soldiers are coming
And I think it's time I strung my bow and ceased my senseless running.
For soon I'll find the yellow moon along with my loved ones,
Where the buffalos graze in clover fields without the sound of guns.

And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold, and
Peace to this young warrior comes with a bullet hole.


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