Anela has nightmares about the war.He explains the pain experienced by the islanders and the fact that they are still a society in recovery.His inherent optimism,despite all that has happened,becomes evident.



Anela: "gone are the nights

when we fought for our lives

hurricanes of death and fame we overcame

there were friends we lost

now their graves gather dust

i pray to gods to set us free

to give me peace



water flows...slowly changing our souls

the long hand of Dreamtime our pain consoles

feel the light from the sun when we return as one

the fear disappears with the tides of war



nightmares can kill

and they bend you to their will

entering my nights and days, they condensate

like a damp day's mist on my fears they all subsist

i pray to gods to hear my plea - to set me free



water flows...slowly changing our souls

the long hand of Dreamtime our pain consoles

feel the light from the sun when we return as one

the fear disappears with the tides of war



water flows...slowly changing our souls

the long hand of Dreamtime our pain consoles

i will stay...

still keep searching for the way

the burden of pain shall help me concentrate

and the light from the sun can never be undone

the fear disappears with the tides of war"