Thursday 23 September 2010

Calle


 Hey Calle what you doin on the trampoline girl?
Go and live your own life and see if you will suffer from your obstacles.
You're constantly waiting on words I cannot answer
Merrily, merrily, merrily
Whoa-oh,
merrily, merrily, merrily.

The land you were born from
won't feed your children
when you were gone
its hard to hear this song
but we're doing something wrong
and we've gotta figure it out
my people
I don't think you heard me, 
I said 'my people'

Hey Calle, what you doin' on the trampoline girl?
If I were to say to you that I could be your brother
would you treat me the same?
You're constantly waiting on words I do not answer
Merrily, merrily, merrily,
Whoa-oh,
merrily, merrily, merrily.

The land you were born from
won't feed your children
when you were gone
its hard to hear this song
but we're doing something wrong
and we've gotta figure it out
my people
I don't think you heard me, 
I said 'my people'



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