People sang around the campfire ground I remember prehistoric sound. Was the time of the dynesyour age Which you now read in the historical page. All the men played on the drums That where made from tree trunks And the people danced all around I remember prehistoric sound. A green endless sea and a green endless land All this has been made for all of man Grateful were the people as they had sung The night around the campfire the day in the sun. The day was old but the time is now They tried and they won if we only know how The music has been sung the worlds are not new Mankind has not changed they suffered too.