Precious cargo at the river
Me swimming just to get across
With the babies on my shoulder
Grab my neck so they don't get lost
We made it through the jungle
No water there for two weeks
Many dead that we walked by
And thugs hiding in the trees
We made it to the border
I jumped and I was detained
They split me from my family
Now the light begins to fade
They took me to the cold room
Where I slept down on the floor
Just a foil for a blanket
For sеventeen days or more
Me sleep on thе floor for seventeen days
Me sleep on the floor like a dog
Me sleep on the floor for seventeen days
Foil blanket shivering hard
Me sleep on the floor for seventeen days
Me sleep on the floor like a dog
Me sleep on the floor for seventeen days
Foil blanket shivering hard
(Inshallah)
(Inshallah)
Once I was a little boy
Out in the cassava fields
I dream of it sometimes at night
And none of this seems real
I been in here for thirteen months
I walked all of this way
But me no never see no handcuffs
'Til I get to the USA
No, me no never see no handcuffs
'Til I get to the USA
I don't know why he would lie on me
The man from the I.C.E. [1]
And I don't know why he hate on me
The man from the I.C.E.
Oh, I.C.E., I.C.E.
Me hate you, I.C.E.
Oh, I.C.E., I.C.E.
Me hate you, I.C.E.
And I don't know why he would lie on me
The man from the I.C.E.
And I don't know why he hate on me
The man from the I.C.E.
Oh, I.C.E., I.C.E.
I hate you, I.C.E.
Oh, I.C.E., I.C.E.
I bring you down, oh, I.C.E.
Precious
Precious
Precious
Precious
Mississippi, Louisiana
River, Pine Prairie, Jena, Lasalle
Mississippi, Louisiana
Richwood, Adams, Catahoula
Mississippi, Louisiana
River, Pine Prairie, Jena, Lasalle
Mississippi, Louisiana
Richwood, Adams, Catahoula
(Spoken)
...
We came here to save our lives
We know where we come from
I mean, one week, in the forest, sleeping and woke up
...
, no food, drinking bad water
For the animals, snakes, everything
Seeing dead bodies and
saved my life
I still [?] that way, too, at the same time in the dungeon
I'm there for almost a year, three months
For bad situation in my life,
but everything have at the end of the day
I just wanna say they should keep helping people
Because immigrants are suffering
This is the song, it's my life
And my sister pray to me
It's a reality it is true, thank you
Me swimming just to get across
With the babies on my shoulder
Grab my neck so they don't get lost
We made it through the jungle
No water there for two weeks
Many dead that we walked by
And thugs hiding in the trees
We made it to the border
I jumped and I was detained
They split me from my family
Now the light begins to fade
They took me to the cold room
Where I slept down on the floor
Just a foil for a blanket
For sеventeen days or more
Me sleep on thе floor for seventeen days
Me sleep on the floor like a dog
Me sleep on the floor for seventeen days
Foil blanket shivering hard
Me sleep on the floor for seventeen days
Me sleep on the floor like a dog
Me sleep on the floor for seventeen days
Foil blanket shivering hard
(Inshallah)
(Inshallah)
Once I was a little boy
Out in the cassava fields
I dream of it sometimes at night
And none of this seems real
I been in here for thirteen months
I walked all of this way
But me no never see no handcuffs
'Til I get to the USA
No, me no never see no handcuffs
'Til I get to the USA
I don't know why he would lie on me
The man from the I.C.E. [1]
And I don't know why he hate on me
The man from the I.C.E.
Oh, I.C.E., I.C.E.
Me hate you, I.C.E.
Oh, I.C.E., I.C.E.
Me hate you, I.C.E.
And I don't know why he would lie on me
The man from the I.C.E.
And I don't know why he hate on me
The man from the I.C.E.
Oh, I.C.E., I.C.E.
I hate you, I.C.E.
Oh, I.C.E., I.C.E.
I bring you down, oh, I.C.E.
Precious
Precious
Precious
Precious
Mississippi, Louisiana
River, Pine Prairie, Jena, Lasalle
Mississippi, Louisiana
Richwood, Adams, Catahoula
Mississippi, Louisiana
River, Pine Prairie, Jena, Lasalle
Mississippi, Louisiana
Richwood, Adams, Catahoula
(Spoken)
...
We came here to save our lives
We know where we come from
I mean, one week, in the forest, sleeping and woke up
...
, no food, drinking bad water
For the animals, snakes, everything
Seeing dead bodies and
saved my life
I still [?] that way, too, at the same time in the dungeon
I'm there for almost a year, three months
For bad situation in my life,
but everything have at the end of the day
I just wanna say they should keep helping people
Because immigrants are suffering
This is the song, it's my life
And my sister pray to me
It's a reality it is true, thank you
[1] La United States Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) è un'agenzia federale statunitense, parte del Dipartimento della Sicurezza Interna degli Stati Uniti, responsabile del controllo della sicurezza delle frontiere e dell'immigrazione. Ha sede a Washington.
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Album: Life on Earth
Segarra non ha evitato completamente la politica. Lo spoken word Precious Cargo racconta la storia di un uomo in un centro di detenzione per migranti, una persona che Segarra ha incontrato lavorando per l’organizzazione Freedom for Immigrants.
La gioia radicale di Hurray for the Riff Raff