My hat comes from Africa, Just as my bamboo cane, Just as my ancient grief, Just as my old bones. I am the patron saint of door-keepers and lift-boys.
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She always told me put in God's hands Trust in him and never lean on what I understand
My father's name is Jean, My grandfather's Michel Jean, Michel I need some help
I set a table than I made an altar Put a plate down than a made an offer Lit a white candle poured a glass of water Devils had me scared of my own culture
