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SONG FOR HEALING
By Singing Sandra
This was the promised Eden, yes, we used to call here Paradise... Woy yoy
Now it looks like a savage garden, blood and human sacrifice... Woy yoy
And from Caratal to Caura, there are daily tales of horror
Rape and rampant torture, brutal murders and manslaughter
I feel to hold my belly and bawl
I know that Peter go pay for Paul
Lord, my country against a wall
But before it fall, I chanting
Om Shanti Om, down on my knees I kneeling,
Om Shanti Om, please hear my song of healing
Om Shanti Om, a lamentation for my home...
In this land of rhyme and rhythm, bongo drum and tassa did meet
Now racist slurs and cynicisms walking naked on the street
And from Laventille to Penal each man sticks to his tribe
Why can't the drum and dhantal vibrate with just one vibe?
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Like the massala we love to grind
Until to racism we are blind
To powers divine, ah chanting
Om Shanti Om, please hear my song of healing
Om Shanti Om, this ---------------
Om Shanti Om, a spiritual lament for my home...
This is a land of follow fashion, of mimic men and mamaguy
Now incest and crimes of passion have hit an all time high
A high price we pay for progress though the value of life still cheap
Look, how they find baby Moses abandoned in a garbage heap
I want to hold my belly and bawl
Baby Moses, he ent do nothing at all
Like my ship need an overhaul
But before it stall, I chanting
Om Shanti Om, down on my knees I pleading
Om Shanti Om, Mother Trinbago bleeding
Om Shanti Om, a spiritual lament for my home...
The soul of my nation wasn't stolen, no, is we who sell we own soul
With lust and greed our hearts have swollen ----------------------
Is brother against brother, you don't know who to trust
And for thirty pieces of silver, more than a million and one Judas
We can't afford this paradise lost
Lord, is we children go pay the cost
If we all share to bear the cross
Then par for the course, we chanting
Om Shanti Om, one million voices ringing
Om Shanti Om, like heaven's choir singing
Om Shanti Om, a spiritual lament for my home...
Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!
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A Note From The Gull
Thank you, Singing Sandra!
"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.
Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.
Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare
