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| Titre : Island in the sun |
| De : Bolero |
(BOLERO)
Oh Island in the sun
Willed to me by my father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forests waters and shining sands
As morning breaks the heaven on high
I lift my heavy load to the sky
Sun comes down with a burning glow
Mingles my sweat with the earth below
I see women on bended knees
Cutting cane for their families
I see men at the water side
Casting nets at the surging tide
I hope the day will never come
That I can't awake to the sound of the drum
Never let me miss Carnival
Calypso songs full of subtle call
SIGNALER UNE ERREUR / CORRIGER
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