Black Seed Testo

World-wide dusk,Of dear dark faces,
Driven before an alien wind,
Scattered like seed,
From far-off places,
Growing in soil,
That's strange and thin,
Hybrid plants In another's garden.
Flowers in a land that's not you're own,
Cut by the shears of the white-faced gardeners,
Tell them to leave you alone. (x2)