This is the blues for the ones at the gate Heroes of children, awaiting their fate Salt of the earth, who take care of their own Fighting for truth and defending the throne This is the blues, a song that won’t fade Flowing in tune and slip through the shades This the blues, that never grows old Thousands of years have not broken its soul Roaming for years, I returned to the valley Ready to sit down and watch the finale Flourishing fields, in a white linen shirt Stare at the sky, with my back to the dirt I fell in your trap, my homeland, my mother You who owns me and demands that I love her All my days bending under your spell Fell in your arms, you put me through hell 21 years I dreamt of your beauty 21 years of reporting to duty 21 years in the forsaken desert 21 years drowning in tears You gave me the blues that flows through my veins Alone at the altar, like smoke on the water Staggering, drunk, from side to side Silently waits for the waves of the tide It flows in the gutter and into the sea Returns with the rain, it’s got to be free Gone with the wind in the blink of an eye Twists like a river and kisses the sky Roaming for years… When you go to sleep the blues touches your body A classical melody, funky and bloody Comes to your dreams and keeps you awake It gives you the moves – yes this is the blues