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THE TRACE

Far away, in another life

I walked through my land, proud and free

NATIVE OF ANOTHER PART, LITTLE KNOWS OF THIS MAN,

In distant lands.

Far from home

In distant lands

Life is hard but it is good to live it

All , the hunt does not leave blood in my hands

Over there, I would wander

A MOUNTED POLICE, THIS MAN DOES NOT KNOW OF STATISTICS

Where the sun heats up the deepest cracks

And the rain sleeps on such ancient rocks

Night falls and stories are told

THIS MAN IS NEW ON THE BORDER, I'd like to be wandering around free

THIS MAN WAS RECRUITED FOR THE EXPEDITION

But they do not know the pain that I feel inside

"Because they do not know what I can see"

I'm surrounded by misery

I would like to be

free forever

Far from home

THIS MAN IS ACCUSED TO KILL A WHITE WOMAN

Camin , my proud and free soul

Now they pull me out of that distant land

It's 1922

Somewhere in Australia

It takes us half a day Boss, and he's tired

Give it to me when it's dark

let's keep going

OK, Chief, As ? We caught him fast

- He does not believe you, does he? - Believe you

Come on, Chief

Taking

Let's go

My mother is a lady, live in a mansion

My father is a judge, He is the master of the whole region.

I'm just a cop that walks through rocks and sand

- C llate, will you? It's The Lament of the Police

It's rubbish.

They could be close and we would not hear them.

We would not hear them anyway ... silent cockroaches.

They are here.

We will lose it if it comes to your tribe.

And not even the friend dark could help us

Do not worry, boss, It is not from here.

Then what is he doing here?

Escape natural justice.

They go to enemy territory to protect your tribe ...

of people like us.

If we do not catch him, Those damned aborigines will do it.

Do not worry, Chief.

He could trap us.

True?

Bad times ahead.

Problems are coming.

What do I do here?

Waiting ...

How to face them?

Someone like me

That he should carry only everything.

What am I doing here?

Waiting to attack.

Waiting for the right moment.

Bad times ahead.

It sounds like they strangle to a dead animal

The dead animals They do not emit sounds.

No, they do not do it.

You know what I mean.

What's up?

At what distance is it?

- Far away, Chief. - How much?

- Half a day, maybe more. - We pursue shadows.

- How do you know? - He knows.

How to catch him if he took us yesterday half a day and now maybe more?

We will not stop until we catch him.

He will stop.

I could be at the next bend, asleep under a tree.

Good Boss, He does not take us half a day.

We are half a day delayed

Come on, boss.

Let's find that tree.

Abor genes, Chief.

Take care of your butts and its flanks.

Why do not we go up, where is it open?

Yes, good idea.

It will be easy to follow its traces from above.

- Yes. - Take your ass!

They are peaceful, Chief, He is not with them.

I want you alive.

Soldier's uniform Let's see what it is about.

We speak different languages.

All ready?

Does anyone want to tell me ...?

How do they have ...?

This uniform!

Hello!

That hat looks good on you.

It's very similar to mine!

Is it okay? Let's Dance.

It's good to have a comrade I speak English.

These are your best friends. And they must use them.

And so the glorious world passes.

They are cannibals, very treacherous.

You have to be firm! Matar an a white in broad daylight.

Leave him alone.

He already had enough.

Boy,

the government employs me to complete a task.

They provide me with men, rifles, and ammunition.

They expect me to use them for the good of the country.

Too many words, Chief.

We better keep them for the other savage.

They will serve as a warning

All right, Chief.

There is no innocent black.

The innocent black single He is a dead black.

Too steep. Better disassemble.

Dismantle

They attack us!

Down!

The provisions.

It will take us half a day to get them out of there.

- Let's keep going. - We'll go hungry.

Come on, the weapons ready.

It does not make sense to meditate about what happened.

We are capable of hunting a miserable native.

- What do you think? - Yes

There is no food and lack half of the ammunition.

We will not be back without him.

We could cut the ears of one of We hang up and say we caught him.

Go, leave your post.

I will not let a black bastard overpowers me.

Better keep going, Chief.

The tribe is very upset.

Another spear could pierce you.

Some men are prone to misfortune.

Guilt issues they are not always clear.

Some flee from an inevitable destiny.

Everyone chooses the path that transit.

Some can not be condemned for their reasons.

For not intervening with justice.

Some hide from memories who are after them.

Everyone chooses the path they walk.

Some men see all through duty.

They shun all responsibility.

Some regret that His courage sometimes fails.

Everyone chooses the path they walk.

Some men They have a fair attitude.

They do not care about the consequences.

Some struggle with inner violence.

Everyone chooses the path they walk.

Some men They have reached their destination.

Finding his own serenity.

Some lead up that others recognize.

That everyone chooses the road they walk.

Last night he was here, boss.

There was a woman with him.

The bloody aborigines help him.

I'm not sure about that, Chief.

He and the woman did "jiggy jiggy"

You know; "Jiggy jiggy"

Is too young.

You are not telling me everything. How does it take us half a day yet?

He does not have a horse Travel fast through the bush.

Are we so slow?

That he has time to satisfy his wishes with others of your disgusting race?

I do not know what he means.

Did you understand me?

Do you see this man?

This man, to be white

It shows little intelligence.

But understand what you do not, because it's white. Do you understand?

Do not play cunning with me.

Yes Boss.

If I do not catch it, It will take your ears.

You have to be firm with the natives.

Yes, they think you're afraid.

And will not hesitate in taking advantage.

We have a little of hunger.

You deserve it!

You should have been more attentive.

You should not have killed to those natives.

If you think of a mot ,n, will be the next

I'm just complaining. It's my right.

You know the penalty for Fall asleep at your post?

Are you sure you can do it?

I'm not an idiot.

Hi.

Our black friend left.

- What? - The tracker. Disappeared

- What will we do now? - Do not worry, come back.

I wonder how many more.

A little food, Chief.

I do not know what you propose, but you will not do it again.

Hold it to a tree.

Sorry.

I'm sorry! Do you want to feel sorry for someone?

Feel sorry for the packhorse, It is an innocent victim.

But do not waste feelings in this.

I will not appreciate it.

We are no longer free.

We are "bound with chains"

No more wandering the earth

Is this what we'll get to?

I see something, Chief.

People ...

I'm not sure.

Well, continue.

There, Chief. I see something.

Damn blacks. They are slippery.

Chained like a dog

Now I see them.

No, now I do not see them.

Worse than a dog.

Problems are coming.

What does that mean?

It means that problems are coming.

We approach the subject.

Maybe a couple of hours.

It was time.

What is your problem?

He does not believe him, does he?

Anyone sees that it does not really track. Follow your nose ...

and expect the best.

Do not tell.

He will show you.

Get off your horse. He will not come up with you.

- Ah, boss, - Where?

- I see nothing. - A stone is missing.

There are millions of stones.

Ah!

That stone belongs ah, Chief.

It was kicked 2 hours ago.

It's almost dry.

Is it all you need?

Yes, Chief.

It's enough.

There are many signs like that.

Sorry.

Better not to follow, Chief.

- Why? - The third man fell off the horse.

- I will have thrown it. - No boss ...

- He was wounded with a spear. - What?

O the spear whistling in the air.

Why did not you tell me?

I thought you were the watcher.

Rifle.

Go get it.

He's coming, boss.

Many problems come.

Do not break ...

I'm going to have to push it.

Well, push.

I need bandages.

We do not have, They were on the packhorse.

There's in my saddlebag.

We have to go back

Freedom is an opportunity

It's living in harmony

But how can we be free?

If we leave the white man alone.

It's a contradiction.

It's a contradiction if you're black.

It's a contradiction.

It's a contradiction if you're white.

Freedom.

Freedom.

Every man wants freedom.

But one is free and the other pays.

It's a contradiction.

It's a contradiction if you're black.

It's a contradiction.

It's a contradiction if you're white.

Freedom.

Freedom.

Freedom.

Freedom.

We have to stop.

Why?

It's not our problem, we have a task.

It's not supposed to take care of your men?

Is not it part of the task?

We must leave it, It delays us a lot.

Let's keep going.

Do not go I will not survive.

Please.

Can not condemn a man to die just for catching a black man!

You come with me!

It's an order!

He can do what he wants! Did you understand?

Did you understand?

Do not leave me.

Far, in another life.

We'll take care of each other.

I can not believe that life does not matter.

I would like to be.

Far from home.

- What happens? - We hope he reaches us, Chief.

Get up!

I swear to whip you if you do not move.

I told you to move!

I will not do it.

And without it we will not catch the other.

Go back to look for it.

Let's see if I can hurry it a little.

They will prosecute you when we return.

Disobey orders in the middle of a conflict.

Yes, Chief.

It is likely that they hang you.

Yes, Chief.

The poor black man was born for the rope.

Very true.

And now what?

It is sacred territory.

It's not good at night. We will cross in the morning.

The other black does not go there either.

We can move forward a little.

The sooner we catch it, Before we will return.

It's useless, It's no use trying.

When the spirits dominate ...

We will camp here.

I'm not sure, Chief.

Maybe there ...

or maybe there below.

Why would he go down there?

Thirst. Maybe to drink water.

Why always up and down?

- Why always steep terrain? The aborigine can not avoid where he is going.

Black bastard!

You'll kick your ass Until your nose bleeds!

Excuse me, Chief.

I do not know how to swim.

I need space, Chief.

Horses cover their tracks.

I do not doubt you tried kill me down there.

A false move and I give you back the kindness.

Without rancor, Chief.

Where is it?

Are you okay?

Bring the other damned horse.

Drop your weapon.

There are innocent women and children. Drop your weapon.

- What do you think you're ...? - C llese!

Give me your review.

Get off the horse

Down!

Towards there.

Move away!

Go to bed

You will pay me.

I am your superior officer!

This is a mot n.

They will hang you.

Standing.

Standing!

Now, we will continue and we will capture the fugitive.

Then you and he will go to trial for homicide.

If he behaves well, will declare in your favor.

And recommend clemency.

You are a dead man.

I am your only exit.

You will die here!

You will not survive without me.

I'm in charge!

They will give me a medal for this.

Then hang up to that lover of blacks.

And you ...

they will whip you ...

until the end of your existence.

I'm going to look for food, Chief.

We almost had it, huh?

We almost caught the wild bastard.

The black probably will try to poison us.

I want yours.

You see? Treacherous bastard. I will not do it. That proves my point.

Good food, Chief.

Good joke, huh?

I must admit that he crucified me with two good natives.

Once he worked with a trusted tracker

I mean trusting seriously. As a white you can trust.

It was full blood, like t .

Not one of those mestizos that has the worst of the two races.

He was a man.

And a great tracker, like t .

I never failed.

On rocks, or vegetables.

On hills, swamps or pastures.

And if I lost the trail for a few minutes...

his instinct guided him and followed.

I understood that whites We were here for a reason.

Tradition indicates that ...

the natives were better than they are.

Your moral deteriorated and if they are not controlled ...

They will be worse than ever. Well, that black tracker,

in spite of his natural ignorance ...

He deduced that I was the one for the task and he might be right.

We would not serve God, if we do not improve ...

to these poor degraded creatures.

I saw that blacks can be easy and easy ...

but you have to be firm and gentle with them.

You have to teach them to work for their interests.

You have to instruct them to do not kill each other.

Not to kill the settler's livestock

They should not do to others what they do not want them to do

And they must tell the truth. If they gave me the resources,

would arm ...

a chain of ration deposits. I would gather the blacks,

I would feed and dress to the old and the sick ...

and even others.

It would improve your condition.

With diplomacy and kindness.

It is my dream.

My tracker is alive.

He is very old, but it's fine.

I see it sometimes when I go to the town.

I helped him get a cottage on the outskirts

Ah live happy with your gin.

I teach him to live like a white person and he is happy.

Sitting on his porch tells me; What's up, Chief?

When will I teach you? to the other blacks how to live?

It hurts me to have to say "not yet."

Not yet.

Then I quote a poem.

And again he is happy.

"The world is full of beauty."

"Like other worlds up there."

"And if we fulfill our duty,"

"It can be full of love."

I do not know if that means something for you...

but if so, I want you to think about it.

He is accused of killing people innocent. How is it declared?

Who are you?

On behalf of my people and all the towns ...

I am your judge and jury. How is it declared?

Wake up! Wake up!

I find him guilty of the charges.

With his actions, he renounced the right to live among their peers.

I condemn him to die hanged.

You can not do that!

So it happens the glorious world.

I absolve you of your sins ...

You have turned

my territory.

You fought against me, You killed me ...

You exterminated me.

I've lost

all my being.

I emptied, humiliated, forgotten in my land.

And I can never come back.

until there is contrition.

And we can all

mourn my story.

I still love ...

my country.

I still remember the spirit who lives in my land.

But I can only forgive ...

when there is contrition.

And we can at least ...

face my story

I can only forgive ...

when there is contrition.

And I can face ...

proudly my story.

Come on!

Where I am!

Come for me!

I have a strong headache, Chief.

We better lower it and bury it The best you can.

It was left as a warning for whites.

We better leave it. We do not want to provoke blacks.

You are right.

We better go after the black, Chief.

- Now. - In agreement.

Well, eh, Chief?

Now we go fast.

I think we should stop to rest.

Many blacks around here, Chief.

We better follow.

I think we are very close.

We better go with them, Let's see what they want.

He wants his rifle, Chief.

- Better give it to her. - No way.

Esc cheme well, Do what I say.

And do not do anything I did not tell him.

That way, survive

Give him his rifle.

It's him, Chief.

He says no mat to the white woman.

I was far away when they killed her.

We should take it.

I will tell the court.

Court already I found him guilty, Chief.

The black...

He is telling the truth.

Why?

Why did you do that? You said I was innocent.

Tribal justice, Chief.

The aboriginal law broke.

There in the well, with the woman.

The viol .

- She's the wrong skin for him. - But you're a Christian!

I heard you give absolution.

God respects aboriginal law as much as the law of white.

Maybe more.

If you want to stay alive.

make silence and listen to me.

Probably blacks they would have cooked and eaten.

You know...

that we are canals.

Wait here, I'm going for the horses.

The horses?

They are tied in the stream.

Then you know how to ride.

I suppose that also you know how to swim.

Do you know how to return?

I think I know, Y t ?

My land is far away, Chief.

But I always find it.

I wonder who killed the white woman.

Probably a white one.

They are murderers, vicious and dishonest

A band of thieves

You can not trust them.

I always wait ...

by rmi fight.

I have to keep going.

Sadly.

"Do everything you can do"

Looking for someone ...

to carry the weight with me.

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