The man from the dam said it was a shame about her
She never planned on staying here for long
He looked rather pale as he mentioned the name Andwella
She came with the gong that sat on top of her basket
there was none pleasant to my eyes as she
She came like a breeze in the middle of the day, then gone
She brought us the air that looked about it
Serving her until the day you die
With her crimson cape she rolled across the valley
??????? time last spring
Now she stand with the naked man in the center of the town
Some people turned away if you mention the name Andwella
Well her voice still lingers round the ground she came from
and her picture haunts the wall at where she lived
With her face on fire a pale mist spoke of freedom
She never planned on staying here for long
He looked rather pale as he mentioned the name Andwella
She came with the gong that sat on top of her basket
there was none pleasant to my eyes as she
She came like a breeze in the middle of the day, then gone
She brought us the air that looked about it
Serving her until the day you die
With her crimson cape she rolled across the valley
??????? time last spring
Now she stand with the naked man in the center of the town
Some people turned away if you mention the name Andwella
Well her voice still lingers round the ground she came from
and her picture haunts the wall at where she lived
With her face on fire a pale mist spoke of freedom