So this is my Phoenix
after the ashes and burning
(She always said I had eagles
wings)
Here with the nubian goddesses
and mexican princesses
of all my dreams
we ride burning
Palm tree lined highways
cacti salute our glory
We love you pappi we love
you mammi
mothers and fathers of the homeland
burn me into the dessert
burn your secrets into my skin
I have risen
again
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