Η Kacey χορεύει μέχρι την «αυγή του χρόνου» από φυλετικούς σπόρους

Heard of your voice, heard the melody of your song

Know of your passion, of your roots and culture

But you know who bring forth all the fruits of nature

Who bring forth your lights, when the earth turn the dark

Here I little darling is your trouble stone