Tamarind Songtext
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She
Was a black whip of woman
Had a look that the silver of razors
And blazed with lips that were
Raised up to fearsome mouth
She was fearless
Crossing the hard road in her high thighed denim
And the bus drives and the shop keepers
Stared down from their canteens to
Watch her stroll past
Was a black whip of woman
Had a look that the silver of razors
And blazed with lips that were
Raised up to fearsome mouth
She was fearless
Crossing the hard road in her high thighed denim
And the bus drives and the shop keepers
Stared down from their canteens to
Watch her stroll past
In the deep white heat of midday
Like some emissary of the sun that
Couldn't be touched
Or even whistled after
Just the glimpse of the could
Sting, cramp and paralyse
Make men say
Shiiiit
And cuss inside their own mouths
Dark seed of her skin
Like tamarind
She was the kind of woman that made time
Stand
Still
But no one saw her grooving in the ghettos of her life
No one saw her
Drying her clothes on a radiator overnight
No one saw her
Making rags into fashion or
Wiping tears her daughter's eyes Your daddy loves you'
She says
He just can't control his anger sometimes
No one saw her
Waking at 5 am
And leaving the high rise
To go to her cleaning job in the city
Or leaving on the bus stop
Long distance to her mother
No one saw the full spectrum of her mind
Her dreams, her education
The experiences that made her
Stroll like scissor cutting
Or the wit of her lips
That could leave marks in water
Everyone says she's beautiful
And in the midday when the asphalt is summer soft
And the children are playing in the streets
She lets the dark seed
Of her glow
Like tamarind
(Merci à eDGe pour cettes paroles)
Like some emissary of the sun that
Couldn't be touched
Or even whistled after
Just the glimpse of the could
Sting, cramp and paralyse
Make men say
Shiiiit
And cuss inside their own mouths
Dark seed of her skin
Like tamarind
She was the kind of woman that made time
Stand
Still
But no one saw her grooving in the ghettos of her life
No one saw her
Drying her clothes on a radiator overnight
No one saw her
Making rags into fashion or
Wiping tears her daughter's eyes Your daddy loves you'
She says
He just can't control his anger sometimes
No one saw her
Waking at 5 am
And leaving the high rise
To go to her cleaning job in the city
Or leaving on the bus stop
Long distance to her mother
No one saw the full spectrum of her mind
Her dreams, her education
The experiences that made her
Stroll like scissor cutting
Or the wit of her lips
That could leave marks in water
Everyone says she's beautiful
And in the midday when the asphalt is summer soft
And the children are playing in the streets
She lets the dark seed
Of her glow
Like tamarind
(Merci à eDGe pour cettes paroles)
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