Turn Your Hate Around [Song]

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TURN YOUR HATE AROUND
By Nasio Fontaine

Great is the honour for I and I to flee from strife
Fighting fire with fire couldn't turn your wrongs to right... oh no no
Countenance of one man brighten up another... yeah, yeah
Iron sharpen with iron, in case you didn't know
Countenance of one man brighten up another [another]
Iron sharpen with iron.

Saying, my love can turn your hate around
My love can make your weak heart strong
But jealousy runs so deep and cruel as the grave [cruel as the grave]
But love is like a tree that blooms and never fades.

Will never fade, oh love will never fade
Never fade, oh love will never fade.

Saying, great is the honour for I and I to flee from strife
Fighting fire with fire couldn't turn your wrongs to right... oh no no
Countenance of one man brighten up another... yeah, yeah
Iron sharpen with iron, remember that, saying
Countenance of one man brighten up another [another]
Iron sharpen with iron.

My love can turn your hate around
My love can make your weak heart strong
But jealousy runs so deep and cruel as the grave [cruel as the grave]
But love is like a tree that blooms and never fades... oh no no no

Never fade, oh love will never fade
Never fade, oh love will never fade... oh no no no.

Great is the harvest but labourers are few
So if you ent got no love, something wrong with you
Great is the harvest, labourers are few
Got to give some love, yes, if love is to be given to you... oh yeah yes, oh yeah yes
Countenance of one man brighten up another [another, another, another....]

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, brother Nasio, for this message which extended a saving hand when I needed it most.

Nasio Fontaine is of Carib descent. He was born in the village of Carte-Bois, Dominica, and is the youngest of seven children born to a Carib Indian mother and a father of African descent.

I have not been well and recently as I struggled to resurface, brother Nasio found me and showed me that I have been working against my own healing and maybe that of others by using iron against iron.

"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