Milca Ti Lidia [English translation]

Milca Ti Lidia says

I would prefer going war in Guinea

To weeding in Monte

Complaining about knee pain

Walking a distant path

On top of that, a dark one

Hoe on my back

My feet have become old

From stumbling so much

In the early morning

From stumbling so much

In the early morning

Milca Ti Lidia says

Morning, the time that the rooster sings

Don't call us just to give a handout

Let us dream peacefully

Light rain is falling, the City advised the whole Port

To go and raise the walls

Because of the animals from Morro

You arrive in Monte wrecked

In the early morning

From stumbling so much

In the early morning