Текст песни Indian Girl - The Rolling Stones

Little Indian girl, where is your mama?
Little Indian girl, where is your papa?
He's fighting in the war in the streets of Masaya
All the children were dead, except the one girl who said
Please Mister Gringo, please find my father
Lesson number one that I learnt while I was young
Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder
Little Indian girl from Nueva Granada

Ma says there's no food, there's nothing left in the larder
Last piece of meat was eaten by the soldiers that raped her
Lesson number one that you learn when you're young
Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder
Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder
Little Indian girl from Nueva Granada
Little Indian girl from Nueva Granada

Yes, I saw them today
It's a sight I would say
They were shooting down planes with their M-16's and their laughter
Mr. Gringo, my father, he ain't no Che Guevara

And he's fighting the war on the streets of Masaya
Little Indian girl, where is your father?
Indian girl, where's your momma?
They're fighting for Mr. Castro in the streets of Angola