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OOOOOH YAAA HEYY...
KOI ALLAH KOLO MERI LEY BA... TERE ALLAH KOOOO MERI LEBA OYA DUNYA KO JABAROOOOOO HEY CHADI... AAAAAHH.... HEY MA YO MA FOUELEYH.... SA MA RE LE.... GARE.... ALLAH HOU... JOULER... A DUNYA KO JABARO... |
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| 2. |
| 5:39 |
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When I look back over the years
at the things that brought tears to my eyes papa said we have to be wise to live long lives now i recognise what my father said before he dies vocalise things I've left unsaid left my spirit unfed for too long Im coming home to my family Where i can be strong Be who I planned to be Within me my ancestory Givinme continuity Would it be remiss to continue in this way would you rather I quit come with the other shit making people's hips sway lip service I pay but im nervous i pray for all the mothers who get no sleep like a lifeline I light lines cause my compassion is deep for the people who fashioned me my soul to keep and this is who i happen to be and if I dont see that Im strong then I wont be This is what my Daddy told me I wished he would hold me A little more than he did But he taught me my culture And how to live positive I never wanna shame The blood in my veins and bring pain to my sweet grandfathers face in his resting place I make haste to learn and not waste everything my forefathers earned in tears for my culture Fall back again Crawl from the warm water for my culture water to air youre on your feet again your feet again. Hello Dad, remember me? Im the man you thought Id never be. Im the boy who you reduced to tears Dad Id been lonely for 27 years Yeah, thats right my names Bob Im the one who landed the popstars job Im the one who you told : look, dont touch? and the kid who wouldn't amount to much. I believe in the senses out of so |
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| 3. |
| 8:21 |
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(Ashla Bhosle)
Karmany evaadhikaraste ma phalesu kadacana Ma karma phala hetur bhur ma te sango'stv arkamani Paritramaya sadhunam vinasaya ca duskrtam Dharma samsthapanarthaya sambhavami yuge yuge (Michael Stipe) Fall over myself Don't mean to interrupt I was miles away Things I forgot Are the footstools of God That's how I behaved I frighten myself and folded my hand As you talked to God I love the way you dream (9x) Even my most base complaint my sweet My aims were lower And even though all my restraint my sweet My aim was clumsy And even if there's only one thing I want for you I want for you I love the way you dream. I love the way you love the way you dream, one for me one for you One for me, one for you. |
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| 4. |
| 4:49 |
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It's my turn the short division
I'm the light that shines and guides the young I eat before I start But I'm not going to finish now What's the problem? It's in a person It's in a person... in the world I'm warning you, that's the truth What's the problem? It's in a person It's in a person....in the world I'm warning you, I'm warning you It's in a person, it's in a person I'm warning you, I'm warning you It's the truth Africa land for preachers gold Land for everybody ? young and old The place that holds for some bright future, But for others the future tend to torture Maaaaaa Africa. What went wrong with your brains? You kill each other you destroy human dignity People of Africa lets stand together And make it the land of hope! I want to tell everybody about myself. |
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| 5. |
| 4:04 |
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Yo we was talking earlier and I was telling you talking bout life
I feel like life is like braided hair Its sorta like twist you know Bout braided hair like twist You know three strands twist together Ultimately you get to where you wanna get to From the same dirt from the heels of my ancestors The naked roads and the fields where the pain festered And I wonder where the hold came from In the deeps of my heart make me yearn for the drum It's the same place where the cross is burned The same place where the loss was earned It's the place where the floss was yearned Gold teeth and bling ice on the ring baby sure : We've all got things that are hanging about Things that make us cool, Things that make us whack, Things that make us mad Things we wish we never had done But they're just the things that make us real Not the maps to guide where we go from here The road twists and braids our hair Until we all get there I like that I don't know some mysteries Ancient things and beginnings Excited about the day when I don't have to hear all the theories My scalp needs some grease It's the same place where the crosses burned The same place where the loss was earned The only way we all can learn Is if we have these braids with the twist and turns so Walking in the race of life Looking for my own pace Not always wanting to but I have to Sometimes feeling like I've bitten off much more than I could chew But the wind goes though my hair Lifts me up with ease not a crease Hair full of grease no weave embracing me It's you I see I am you and you are me I see yeah I am you and you are me I see We might survive as brothers yeah or perish here as fools Go place your bets Don't bet too soon You might find me in another Feels like someone you once knew You know that face yeah we all do Braided hair (what's it all for?) |
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| 6. |
| 5:10 |
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Some people went around interviewing dying patients
But not one person said they regretted not making more money or working harder They all seemed to say their regrets were not spending more time with the people they loved And not travelling more and relating more to the world and the planet (Maori) |
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| 8. |
| 5:46 |
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Last night I went to sleep as a child
Only to wake up this morning and find out I was a man In my hands I discovered the tools and the rage of my father And in my heart I found the love and the fears of my mother Confrontation between the night and the day The land and the sea The fire and the air The sacred and the profane The holy and the unholy The focused and the misdirected The bully and the flesh The mind and the spirit The sound and the air The oppressor and the resister The brother and the sister We are not walking the ghosts of the dead We are alive With the spirit of our passion (African chant) |
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| 9. |
| 7:04 |
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Spoken Words:
Music is to me proof of the existence of god, It is so extraordinarily full of magic And, and in tough times of my life I can listen to music and it makes such a difference. Come play a while, Come dance and sing, Come fall and raise, Become kings and queens, For all we are is beautiful. You and me are the only ones. Come play a while, Come dance and sing, Come fall and raise, Become kings and queens, For all we are is beautiful. You and me are the only ones. |
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| 10. |
| 7:51 |
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If you stay, or if you go
I won't try, I won't hope 'Cause if you stay Or if you go If you stay, or if you go I won't try, I won't hope 'Cause if you stay, or if you go I won't try, I won't hide 'Cause if you stay... Despair Depression Feeling abandoned Lonely Worthless Frustrated Worry Doubting Vunerable Forgetful Losing self confidence Heavy Irritable Fear of the future Obsessed with possessions Meaninglessness Friendlessness Fear of being penniless No-one to touch Lost of psychological power... because there is change afoot. Be with the changes, and at the same moment, cultivate equinimity, spaciousness, emptiness, awareness, clarity... may it be so. If you stay, or if you go I won't try, I won't hide 'Cause if you stay, or if you go I won't lie, I won't try 'Cause if you stay 'Cause if you stay... |
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| 11. |
| 5:58 |
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TV is enough
It is providing artificial friends and relatives for lonely people What it is is recurrent families The same friends and relatives come back Week after week after week after week And they're wittier and they're better looking and they're much more interesting and they're richer Than your real friends and relatives Where is the love from birth Where it's gone Where is the love for humanity Where it's gone The love for the children Respect for the elders Where it's gone Where it's gone I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know When will they get it right And live in the light Rest in the city Grace for the nightfall Rewash my memory Turn climb my great wall Peace don't desert me Not in the forest Grace where I trespass Calling my goddess This is not real Here is not now Why do you seek All that is? Where is the love from birth Where it's gone Where is the love for humanity Where it's gone? I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know Tell me I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know Tell me I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know Dream my grandfather Dream of great quiet Barely a flash between Words and blue silence Gentle this hour Wet is the highway Brave are these cowards Racing, racing, racing, racing away Racing, racing, racing, racing away Racing away This is not real |
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| 12. |
| 6:34 |
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Ahh
I plunge into your ocean Fall backwards from within Fish feed from my fingers I feel my self Suspended in your space A starfish to your sun I feel the pull of deeper dance Before my life's begun I'm growing to your heatbeat I'm dancing in your blood I'm breathing in your water My mother and my God My mother and my God My mother and my God My mother and my God |
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