The crowd was there for this village feast
An old tradition for all natives
Everywhere we can see some lights and
Strings of Pearls
They breathe the joy for this criminal feast
All the village was in an excessive rage
They were too impatient to near the death
The stars are the kids for this criminal feast
They smash through the air
And try to reach the hens
A town enraged
An old tradition for all natives
Everywhere we can see some lights and
Strings of Pearls
They breathe the joy for this criminal feast
All the village was in an excessive rage
They were too impatient to near the death
The stars are the kids for this criminal feast
They smash through the air
And try to reach the hens
A town enraged