| Song | Better Morning |
| Artist | Mob Rules |
| Album | Ethnolution A.D. |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Mob Rules | |
| In a land where the ground is burned | |
| You bring me water from the well | |
| In a time where the clouds have turbed | |
| The sun has the brightest light | |
| Have a seat on a nearby dune | |
| You feel the heat of the desert sand | |
| Hear the voice of the wind in tune | |
| The secret of dried-out land | |
| Watching the silence everywhere | |
| But nobody cares | |
| When some flowers come out of the blue | |
| Midnight hour's reflecting the truth | |
| Dust and dirt on an unholy ground | |
| Imapled by the merciless sun | |
| When the sun is burning hot | |
| And the land is a dried out desert | |
| When just the moon can leave a spot | |
| At a place of eternal distance | |
| See them glow in a burning place | |
| See them long for a better morning | |
| Hear them scream for a rainy day | |
| Watch them fight for a colder dawning |
| zuo qu : Mob Rules | |
| In a land where the ground is burned | |
| You bring me water from the well | |
| In a time where the clouds have turbed | |
| The sun has the brightest light | |
| Have a seat on a nearby dune | |
| You feel the heat of the desert sand | |
| Hear the voice of the wind in tune | |
| The secret of driedout land | |
| Watching the silence everywhere | |
| But nobody cares | |
| When some flowers come out of the blue | |
| Midnight hour' s reflecting the truth | |
| Dust and dirt on an unholy ground | |
| Imapled by the merciless sun | |
| When the sun is burning hot | |
| And the land is a dried out desert | |
| When just the moon can leave a spot | |
| At a place of eternal distance | |
| See them glow in a burning place | |
| See them long for a better morning | |
| Hear them scream for a rainy day | |
| Watch them fight for a colder dawning |
| zuò qǔ : Mob Rules | |
| In a land where the ground is burned | |
| You bring me water from the well | |
| In a time where the clouds have turbed | |
| The sun has the brightest light | |
| Have a seat on a nearby dune | |
| You feel the heat of the desert sand | |
| Hear the voice of the wind in tune | |
| The secret of driedout land | |
| Watching the silence everywhere | |
| But nobody cares | |
| When some flowers come out of the blue | |
| Midnight hour' s reflecting the truth | |
| Dust and dirt on an unholy ground | |
| Imapled by the merciless sun | |
| When the sun is burning hot | |
| And the land is a dried out desert | |
| When just the moon can leave a spot | |
| At a place of eternal distance | |
| See them glow in a burning place | |
| See them long for a better morning | |
| Hear them scream for a rainy day | |
| Watch them fight for a colder dawning |