(feat. Cesaria Evora)
She sings a little veiled as flexible as the wind
It's a melody without words outside of time
She sings with her eyes closed in a blur craning her neck
Plunging into a country very far from you
So the words she improvises
Are made of violence and colors
Her voice which was fluid at first breaks and strengthens
Like the wounds of the soul in the depth of the bark
But where does this infinite sweetness come from
This sensuality mixed with modesty
Her beautiful hands when they rest
On a shoulder or on my arm
Everything is transformed
We forget death we are leaving
She sings of the red earth, the dry, the barren
She sings of the outlawed men, the landless in the cities
The young girls in black and all the children in the streets
The long years without rain and those we never saw again
She has this gift this light to sing words to her land
The dream that rocks her becomes a great devastating wind
And then innocently speaks of love and warmth
But where does this infinite sweetness come from
This sensuality mixed with modesty
Her beautiful hands when they rest
On a shoulder or on my arm
Everything is transformed
We forget death, we leave
She sings words that she improvises
Coming from far away from the depths
Her voice, which was fluid at first, breaks and strengthens
She is life, death, fragility and strength
She is life death fragility and strength

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