Ease my spirit, ease my soul,
please free my hands from the barren soil.
Ease my mother, ease my child,
earth and sky be reconciled.
Ease my spirit, ease my soul,
please free my hands from the barren soil.
Ease my mother, ease my child,
earth and sky be reconciled.
Rain, rain, rain.
Rain, rain, rain.
Weave my mother, weave my child,
Weave your baskets of rushes wild.
Weave my mother, weave my child.
Weave your baskets of rushes wild.
Ooh.
Out of heat, under sun comes the hunger to everyone.
Famine’s teeth, famine’s claw on the sands of Africa.
Rain, rain, rain.
Rain, rain, rain.
Weave my mother, weave my child,
Weave your baskets of rushes wild.
Weave my mother, weave my child.
Weave your baskets of rushes wild.
Rain, rain, rain.
Rain, rain, rain.
please free my hands from the barren soil.
Ease my mother, ease my child,
earth and sky be reconciled.
Ease my spirit, ease my soul,
please free my hands from the barren soil.
Ease my mother, ease my child,
earth and sky be reconciled.
Rain, rain, rain.
Rain, rain, rain.
Weave my mother, weave my child,
Weave your baskets of rushes wild.
Weave my mother, weave my child.
Weave your baskets of rushes wild.
Ooh.
Out of heat, under sun comes the hunger to everyone.
Famine’s teeth, famine’s claw on the sands of Africa.
Rain, rain, rain.
Rain, rain, rain.
Weave my mother, weave my child,
Weave your baskets of rushes wild.
Weave my mother, weave my child.
Weave your baskets of rushes wild.
Rain, rain, rain.
Rain, rain, rain.
envoyé par Kri Kro - 25/9/2016 - 09:31
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Testo e canto di Vida
Arrangiamento di Matthew Culloton
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Credo che la canzone si riferisce alla famosa fame ottocentesca da cui fu colpita L'Irlanda.