Lullaby [Song]

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LULLABY
By David Rudder

Do you remember when this island wrapped us sweet and low just like a baby?
Even though we didn't have much, we were always good to go, nothing could phase we
And when the morning breeze crested the hills above, I felt like it was calling me
And then the morning sun filled the hills with love, shining your beauty.

Oh Trinidad, God is love. And gently now she leads you.
God is love. Lord, I see the morning sun.
God is love. People turn and kiss the hand that feeds you.
God is love.

A smoky halo surrounds old man, El Tucuche, a misty morning
And a million birds that chant on the power line, they look like notes upon a stave
"A new day dawning," I think that's what they saying.
And now see that dougla gyal with the walk that tells me, God is a Trini,
And everything that's good and right about this land moves in that body.
When she smiles...

God is love. I can see it in her laughter
God is love. I hear it in her smile
God is love. People bring the love, come over.
God is love.

God is love. Do you remember, do you remember?
God is love. When this island wrapped us sweet and low?
God is love. Hey-hey hey-hey. Wrapped us just like a baby
God is love. Singing a lullaby, yeah.
God is love. Ooh ooh oh.
God is love. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Do you remember when this island wrapped us sweet and low just like a baby?
And even though we didn't have much, we were always good to go, nothing could phase we
And then the morning breeze crested the hills above, I felt like it was calling we, we, we...
And then the morning sun filled the hills with love, shining your beauty.

Oh Trinidad, God is love. Gently now she leads you.
God is love. Oh, as she sings her lullaby.
God is love. Turn around and kiss the hand that feeds you.
God is love. Oh-oh, ha-ha, oh yeah yeah.
God is love....

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, David Rudder.  

"For where two or three are gathered in my name [LOVE], I am there among them.”

---Matthew 18:20 NRSVCE

"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