Kashkazi (Gaillardon / Hardy)
Kashkazi
Kashkazi
Like every night the night has shown up much too soon
The mango tree is looming up above
The screeching bats are making love
They’re greeting the beginning of the monsoon
Kashkazi
I could fill my glass with a single drop of rain
To dampen down my spirits a bit more
I’m getting rotten to the core
Just sitting down and waiting for a hurricane
Kashkazi
A swathe of sea from rags to riches, so they say
Those tiny huddled masses packed up in boats
Kwassa-kwassa sinks or floats
So pack your dreams and let yourself steer away
Kashkazi
The lucky ones manage to make it to the shore
The hope that rubs the belly of the barks
But there’s the belly of the sharks
Hungry for the losers, hungry for more
Kashkazi
Marahaba maore
Kashkazi
I’m slowing down to a freeze-frame
Kashkazi
Marahaba Comori
Kashkazi
But I’m worried all the same
Kaskazi
When they get caught in the searchlights of the Coastguards
Women and children are the first thrown overboard
They can always pray the Lord
You’ve got to pass or pass and play with your own cards
Kashkazi
Once on dry land your troubles are far from over
The dogs are snarling, watch out for your skin
You’re not welcome, you’re not our kin
The sister isle is not a fair sister
Kashkazi
Caribu, Maore
Kashkazi
You have safely touched the ground
Kashkazi
You don’t know what you’ve found
Kashkazi
You might very well soon be homebound
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