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My mother the cow who still feeds me now is being tortured |
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Her son the bull who the fields should plough is being slaughtered |
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The human child in the womb who is never born for being unwanted |
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Kali KaliMy mother, the earth, man treats like dirt, her resources being exhausted |
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Ant-like astronauts, of the human race, scratch and scar the moon's beautiful face |
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My brother, the sun, he still shines on |
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He'll continue to shine for some time to come |
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Kali KaliLamentation |
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Lamentation |
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Lamentation (repeat) |
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Heavenly Father still waters the grains |
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Seems like tears fall as it rains |
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Little boy blue come blow on your horn |
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The sheeps in the meadow the cows in the corn |
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Oh sweet friend of mine from an ancient nursery rhyme |
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From a distant land once upon a time |
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Kali Kali |
