There were times when the turkish conquerors invaded with fire and swords
defeated and put into flight the hosts of the cristian lords.
violence and slaughter of the past and the greed for energy today
at the bottom man didnt change so they drowned it - Ada Kaleh.
oh they drowned it - Ada Kaleh.
There she stands in the fall of the year moarning for the isle of the turks
for her river and every creature once free and now pressed to work.
but there will be a time every slavery ll have to end, every dam will break
and in the sleeping water again the swirls will reawake.
oh around the banks of Ada Kaleh.