The ice of Greenland holds ancient stories that the wind has whispered for thousands of years. It is not a possession that can be claimed, but a chapter in the great, common book of the Earth. We are all tenants here, temporary administrators who share this house with every creature.
However, some speak of acquisition, of drawing lines on maps, as if the land were a commodity. Others inflame conflicts over borders, forgetting that blood-soaked soil only brings grief. These are the deeds of those who believe that they own, not of those who understand that they borrow.
The real task is not division, but preservation. The question to every manager should not be: "What can I take with me?" but "What do I need to protect?" Our legacy is not measured by conquered territories, but by the health of forests, the purity of waters and the stability of the climate that we leave behind.
Because the children of tomorrow are waiting for their inheritance. Let it be a world that is still whole, still alive, still honorable. Let's be remembered as the generation that chose to be guardians, not conquerors. The lease is for the whole life; we have to take care of the garden together.
Lyrics
Greenland
Cold breath
Ice like old glass
Scars in the glaciers
Traces of our greed in the wet
Foreign flags in the fjords
Cards full of someone else's hand
Talk about possessions and orders
As if this was more than just a country
Greenland belongs to the earth
Not your cold paper
No one owns the herd
The one who was here long before us was like us
Greenland belongs to the earth
Finally stop
To take it to you
What you manage
It's just emptiness
If you forget
Who do we belong to
Children learn old songs
Language breathes in the polar
But contracts are tearing up again
What has happened since ancient times
Sit
See the message
„Resources
Rewards
Power“
Say
Where is the awe
When you laugh at boundaries?
Greenland belongs to the earth
Not your cold paper
No one owns the herd
The one who was here long before us was like us
Greenland belongs to the earth
Finally stop
To take it to you
What you manage
It's just emptiness
If you forget
Who do we belong to
Who owns a heaven?
Who owns the sea?
Who owns a breath?
Don't you
My Lord
Land is more than numbers
More than your game
This is about stories
And to every silent animal (oh)
Greenland belongs to the earth
Not your cold paper
No one owns the herd
The one who was here long before us was like us
Greenland belongs to the earth
Finally stop
To take it to you
Land and culture are part of the earth
As long as we live
As long as we go
Lyrics written Kai-Dominik Bertha (ELAG ERFURT)
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