| Versione inglese di Federico |
MOTHER OCEAN | OUR SEA |
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Mother Ocean I pray you, please listen | Our Sea, listen, I beg you |
shed your patience on this darkest of the nights | this night be patient |
there is boat in amidst of the waves | there is boat amidst the waves |
bringing hope, carrying life | it's a boat which brings hope |
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It has no sail, it has no engine | It does not have sail nor engine |
there's no lighthouse, there is no harbor, | there's no harbour, no lighthouse |
there are many boats and you see them, | but, you see them, they are many |
this boat is their only shelter | that boat is their shelter |
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Mother Ocean, please look with him | Our Sea, look at them |
with just under feet comes the world | under their feet they carry the world |
and tears too many have fallen | and who knows in the eyes how much ash |
burying ashes and stories untold | how many tears they have buried |
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And their song the story of weed | They are the story of grain |
the fire that returns every sunset | the fire that comes back at sunset |
the bread broken and given | the bread broken and shared |
at the end of the day | at the end of the day |
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I beg of you tonight | Sea I beg you this night |
don't pour them under | do not drown them |
we pray to you, oh Mother | Sea, Our Sea |
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Mother Ocean, you know who guides them | Our Sea, you know who leads them |
it is a God who does not see borders | it's the God who has no borders |
and who frees all people from bondage | who walks on water and on fire |
and who walks upon fire and on water | and who breaks all the chains |
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He's the God of all and of every | it's the God of all colours |
fighting war and ... hunger | who fights hunger and war |
and for him no one is a foreigner | and for which nobody is a foreigner |
on Earth as it is in Heaven | on earth as in heaven |
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And their song the story of weed | They are the story of grain |
the fire that returns every sunset | the fire that comes back at sunset |
the bread broken and given | the bread broken and shared |
at the end of the day | at the end of the day |
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I beg of you tonight | Sea I beg you this night |
let them pass over | let them through |
we pray to you, oh Mother | Sea, Our Sea |
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Mother Ocean, please bring them to shore | Our Sea, bring them to the shore |
before the last star fade in the sky | before the last star dies |
and the sentry won't know and won't see them | before the changing of the guard |
before the change of the guard passes by | lest the sentinel see them |
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And on the shore there is no prison | and may the land not be prison |
nor handcuffs nor gun in a tower | nor handcuffs nor deportation |
just a road ... in sweet sunlight | may it be a road washed by the sun |
pay the dreams in light with wildflowers | may it never be a bad road |
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And their song the story of weed | They are the story of grain |
the fire that returns every sunset | the fire that comes back at sunset |
the bread broken and given | the bread broken and shared |
at the end of the day | at the end of the day |
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I beg of you tonight | Sea I beg you this night |
let them pass over | let them arrive |
we pray to you, oh Mother | Sea, Our Sea. |