This long line of people
That goes back to the beginning of time
And when we meet – they meet other lines of people
And we say bring together the lines of me
When I look back over the years
At the things that brought tears to my eyes
Papa said we have to be wise
To live long lives
Now I recognize
What my father said before he dies
Vocalize things I’ve left unsaid
Left my spirit unfed for too long
I’m coming home to my family
Where I can be strong
Be who I planned to be
Within me my ancestory
Givin’me continuity
This is what my Daddy told me
I wished he would hold me
A little more
Than he did
But he taught me my culture
And how to live positive
I never wanna shame
The blood in my veins and bring pain
to my sweet grandfathers face
In his resting place
I made haste to learn and not waste
everything my forefathers earned in tears
For my culture
Chorus:
Fall back again
Crawl from the warm water
(For my culture)
Water to air
You’re on your feet again
Your feet again.
Hello Dad,
Remember me?
I’m the man you thought I’d never be.
I’m the boy who you
Reduced to tears
Dad, I’d been lonely for 27 years
Yeah, that’s right
My name Bob
I’m the one
Who landed the popstar’s job
I’m the one who
You told look, don’t touch
I’m the kid
Who wouldn’t amount too much.
I believe in the senses that I sound
I have always been around
Won’t you help me drown it out?
And When I feel
What I’m feeling is so real
I’m a massive of spinnin’ wheels
Always digging in my heels
Now I got the faith to
Fall back again
Crawl from the warm water
Water to air
You’re on your feet again
Your feet again.
This is what my Daddy told me
I wished he would hold me
A little more
than he did
But he told me my culture
And how to live positive
I never wanna shame
The blood in my veins and bring pain
To my sweet grandfathers face
in his resting place
I make haste to learn and not waste
everything my forefathers earned in tears
For my culture
Fall back again
Crawl from the warm water
Water to air
You’re on your feet again
Your feet again
(For my culture)
Fall back again
Crawl from the warm water
Water to air
Your on your feet again
Your feet agaïn
(For my culture)
Arhive zilnice: 9 iunie 2008
Robbie Williams feat. Maxi Jazz-My Culture
Fericirea este ceva care nu se atinge niciodata, dar in cautarea ei merita sa alergi toata viata
Pentru ca e unul din adevarurile spuse de vama veche, in care chiar cred.
Pentru ca imi e dor de vama veche si de melodiile lor care imi faceau parul maciuca.
Pentru ca imi e dor sa stau pe plaja in vama, cu picioarele in nisip si sa fiu prietena cu toti oamenii aia de acolo pe care nu`i stiu.
Pentru ca mi`e dor de viata lipsita de griji si de rasul molipsitor dada, cel in hohote si lacrimi.
Pentru ca imi e dor de toti oamenii care mi`au marcat viata intr`un fel sau altul.
Pentru ca imi e dor de zambetul tamp si de strangerea aceea a mainii.
Pentru ca doi berbeci nu pot decat sa se bata coarne in coarne, si prefera sa se ascunda ca strutii.
Pentru ca zambetul tau ma doare.
Pentru ca mi`e dor si doare.
Pentru ca as vrea ca bucuria sa`mi inunde sufletul cum mi s`a intamplat de atatea ori.
Pentru ca imi doresc din tot sufletul sa aleg pe un camp plin de margarete.
Pentru ca mi`as dori sa am o casa la tara iar gradina sa fie plina de flori.
Pentru ca „pace celor care trag sa isi faca o viatza. Sa aveti un cer senin in fatza!” chiar m`a durut. Si ma doare ca tu n`ai inteles de ce m`a durut.
Pentru ca orasul e departe, asa`mi spunea razand cel ce stia de toate.
Pentru ca… povestea merge mai departe… ca vantul din vama veche…