Heaven, it shines in the dawn's early light   In a movement out in the brush far out   Watering graves of the people who read in the book   Of forbidden content tragedy      In a gentle way hear the angry hills   In a gentle way hear them laughing      Imagination under attack for the pictures   I can't even think, I don't even know them      In a gentle way hear the angry hills   In a gentle way hear them laughing, in a gentle way   In a gentle way hear the angry hills   In a gentle way I am laughing, yes, I am laughing   I am laughing, yes, I am laughing