Lyrics:

The last of some bad debris falls through the coconut trees
As twilight claims me, inching calmly
Through rusted radios came a calypso
I stood with Elongo in tiger's shadow
Elongo, how long oh?
From here to San Pedro
We draw lines in the sand
Elongo, how long oh?
Until we will get back home
The sun is setting low
The youth come and go singing the songs they know
Like Mother Teresa and Vishnu, Siddhartha
And you fly paper planes, a cow wake is where they lay
The roots of your family, the guns of your history
Elongo, how long oh?
From here to San Pedro
We draw lines in the sand
Elongo, how long oh?
Until we will get back home
The sun is setting low
Is it sailing away
Or am I waiting in vain?
Do you break all your chains
For it to all wash away

Elongo, how long oh?
From here to San Pedro
We draw lines in the sand
Elongo, how long oh?
Until we will get back home
The sun is setting low