Berichte über Hernán Cortés

 

Neil Young: Cortez the killer

 

He came dancing across the water

With his galleons and guns,

Lookin' for the new world

And the palace in the sun

 

On the shore lay Montezuma

With his coca leaves and pearls

In his halls he often wandered

With the secrets of the worlds

 

And his subjects gathered round him

Like the leaves around the tree

In their clothes of many colors

For the angry gods to see

 

And the women all were beautiful

And the men stood straight and strong

They offered life in sacrifice

So that others could go on

 

Hate was just a legend

War was never known

People worked together

And they lifted many stones

 

And they carried them to the flatlands,

But they died along the way

And they built up with their bare hands

What we still can't do today

 

And I know she's living there

and she loves me to this day

I still can't remember when

Or how I lost my way

 

He came dancing across the water

Cortez   Cortez

What a killer.