They came in a white boat
many years ago.
They gave you presents
and promised you a lot.
But they locked you on a chain,
put you in a mine,
and they said, work for the glory of our God.

Fly away little Paragayo,
spread your wings up to the sky.
Fly away little Paragayo,
'cause the white man is on the ride.
And your body is so hungry,
and your mind is filled with fear.
Fly away little Paragayo,
'cause the soldiers soon be here.

They said you're just an indian,
not better than a beast,
only good for workin' like a slave.
And so you're swet and run,
till the day is done,
while you know you could
be better in your grave.

Fly away little Paragayo,
spread your wings up to the sky.
Fly away little Paragayo,
'cause the white man is on the ride.
And your body is so hungry,
and your mind is filled with fear.
Fly away little Paragayo,
'cause the soldiers soon be here.

(c) Tekst & Muziek : Hans Bouwens