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Pearls |
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Sade |
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There is a woman in Somalia |
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Scraping for pearls on the roadside |
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There's a force stronger than nature |
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Keeps her will alive |
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This is how she's dying |
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She's dying to survive |
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Don't know what she's made of |
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I would like to be that brave |
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She cries to the heaven above |
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There is a stone in my heart |
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She lives a life she didn't choose |
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And it hurts like brand-new shoes |
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Hurts like brand-new shoes |
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There is a woman in Somalia |
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The sun gives her no mercy |
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The same sky we lay under |
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Burns her to the bone |
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Long as afternoon shadows |
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It's gonna take her to get home |
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Each grain carefully wrapped up |
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Pearls for her little girl |
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Hallelujah |
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Hallelujah |
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She cries to the heaven above |
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There is a stone in my heart |
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She lives in a world she didn't choose |
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And it hurts like brand-new shoes |
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Hurts like brand-new shoes |
