Sanoja: Eskimo Joe. Inshalla. Foreign Land.

Steady my shaky hands
Shut out the world's demands
Just got the facts down
Do you understand

This is a foreign land
So try to understand me
Do you understand
So you understand

If this is what it feels to love
Then I can feel that

Even when you're all alone
Even if it's not your home

Take a little look around
Melting as it hits the ground
I touch my hand
Up to the air

Dying in a foreign land
So do you understand me
Do you understand
Do you understand

If this is what it feels to love
Then I can feel that

Even when you're all alone
Even when it's not your home

I smell the blood of an Australian
Try to understand me if you can

(Thanks to Sarah for these lyrics)