anonimix

The elephant is dying to decorate our homes,

All that will be left of him are memories and bones.

Down by the waterside, the rhino's on the run,

She never will be faster than a bullet from a gun,

A bullet from a gun, a bullet from a gun.

Don't we care, can't we see in these twilight hours?

We ought to know by now this world is theirs as much as ours.

Deep down in the ocean swims a whale, proud and strong,

She'd like to raise a family but she's waited for too long.

The lions and the tigers had a continent of old,

Now all they have are parks and zoos, their freedom has been sold,

Their freedom has been sold.

Don't we care, can't we see in these twilight hours?

We ought to know by now this world is theirs as much as ours.