Текст песни Cyndi Lauper - Mother
Cyndi Lauper - Mother слова песни
Over land and over seaShe reaches out to meWeaving and threading the loomFrom womb to wombSlaves and merchantsPilgrims and thievesFelt her hand and charted skysBy following her moonMother ... mother ... mother ...Some came and built with stone and boneSome planted fields on promised landAnd harvested their dreams,Then disappearedAs generations lose their memoryIll try and remind my heart ...And hope that it will set me freeMother ... mother ... mother ...Condeming my true natureI stood outside of myself ... outside of myselfConditioning is what made meLose sight of myself ... lose sight of myself ...Lose sightRavens cry out,Tides pull in,Somehow she replenishes ...Giving birth againMother ... mother ... mother ...