Lyrics The Manhattan Transfer – The Quietude (Encuentro De Animales)
Text:
English translation of aymara narration:
In ancient times great fear arose among the inhabitants of Tiahuanacu, the spaniards were coming into their lands
The Indians retreated to their houses in great fear and closed themselves in total isolation without food or water
They sat down in great sorrow with knees bent and heads bowed (they are called chullpas) and died
Others froze to death in a standing position like stone monoliths (Monolitos)
The Indians who live there today are very poor — no clothes or food
They seek a better life and move to the cities where they learn to read, write and do any kind of work
They earn money and don’t want to return to their homelands
Night calls through the air
Reaching for it’s solitude
Dusk lures like a lyre beckoning
The quietude
In state of constant commotion
Full of rage and heartless devotion
There’s a need that burns within to
Fly away, just fly away
Soft winds kiss the land
Silent and in gratitude
Children hand in hand
Comprehend the quietude
Through a maze of fear and compulsion
There’s a race for the power and fortune
Still a need within cries out to
Fly away, just fly away
People rush, people flee, they
Move so fast that they cannot see
Work all day, up all night, they
Push and hide all the joy inside
Like a wave that breathes in
Peak with emotion
There’s a need that calls within
To find a way, just find a way
Time to leave and fly away
To take a leave and castaway
To leave the worries and the dismay
It’s time to go
It’s time to play it’s…
Time now to fly away
Take leave and castaway
To fly…
The moon it guides my way
Winds blow to show the way
To fly…
Dawn breaks, day descends
With a calming attitude
Shadows fall and bend
Welcome in the quietude
Album
The Manhattan Transfer – The Offbeat Of Avenues
