A lamp swaying in the wind Seen one night from a passing train Out of the corner of my eye I was lying barely half awake Men and women in a circle Outlined faces on a dark landscape Around the lamp they gather This lamp swaying in the wind Then the rain comes down When the rain comes down We catch it off the roof Catch it in our hands Sun so hot by day By night the cool moon overhead Tribal dances of ancient days Call the sky to bring the rain Gather under the boab tree Symbol of life there beneath Around the lamp they gather Australian aborigines Then the rain comes down When the rain comes down We catch it off the roof Catch it in our hands Om nama Shivaya Om nama Shivaya Om nama Shivaya