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2017.10.04.

The Laudress's Tale

It was a moonlit night,
It was a clear night
And I was walking by the river
Coming back from the town's celebration.
 
I found a laundress
Who was washing clothes in the middle of the water.
She was washing in the river
And singing an old song...
 
Young girl, you who come from the mill!
Young girl, you who walk by the road!
Come and help me to wring
These clothes I've washed!
 
May the Virgin Mary help me
And may Saint Lawrence protect me!
The laundress has disappeared
Like a fading plume of smoke!
 
Where she had put her clothes to dry
She left a pool of blood!
It was a moonlit night,
It was a clear night...
 
2017.10.04.

Brothers

There are many men who walk by my side
I don't know them... They are all strangers...
 
But you, who are so far away
Far beyond the deserts and the lakes
Far beyond the savannas and the islands
I talk to you as a brother...
I talk to you as a brother...
 
If your long, dark nights are mine
If my eyes cry for your very own tears
If our dreams are the same
I talk to you as a brother...
I talk to you as a brother...
 
Even though the words we speak are different
And you're black and I'm white
Since both our wounds are the same
I talk to you as a brother...
I talk to you as a brother...
 
Traversing all the national borders
Traversing the defensive walls and the moats
Since our screams always sound the same
I talk to you as a brother...
I talk to you as a brother...
 
Even though the words we speak are different
And you're black and I'm white
Since both our wounds are the same
I talk to you as a brother...
I talk to you as a brother...
 
We share the same country
We both share the same struggle
I'm offering you my hand,
A brother's hand!
I talk to you as a brother...
I talk to you as a brother...
 
Even though the words we speak are different
And you're black and I'm white
Since both our wounds are the same
I talk to you as a brother...
I talk to you as a brother...
 
Mmmmm...
 
If you're weeping, in poverty
If you're suffering, without justice
If full of rage
You hide your anger deep inside
To you, full of strength
I offer my hand,
My brother...