Текст песни Indian Burn - Josephine Foster

In the twin desire of hate and yearn
I been given an Indian burn
First comes love and then contempt
My misgivings have been well spent

Oh, my heaven and stars that turn
When, oh, when shall I learn?
When I'm ashes in an urn
Shall I be free of the Indian burn?

I been sought and I been spurned
I been a kept woman and I been a free bird
Reconcile and then repent
Been caught red-handed in the middle of it

Oh, my heaven and stars that turn
(My heaven and stars that turn)
When, oh, when shall I learn?
(When, oh, when shall I learn?)
When I'm ashes in an urn
Shall I be free of the Indian burn?

(Of the Indian burn)
Of the Indian burn
(Of the Indian burn)
Of the Indian
Oh, my heavens and stars that turn
When shall I be free of the Indian burn?