Apricot stone |
Many, many years ago, when I was a little child |
Mama told me you should know our world is cruel and wild |
But to make your way through cold and heat |
Love is all that you need |
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I believed her every word, more than anything I heard |
But I was too scared to lose my fun |
I began to cry a lot and she gave me apricots |
Kisses of the earth, fruits of the sun |
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Apricot stone, hidden in my hand |
Given back to me from the motherland |
Apricot stone, I will drop it down in the frozen ground |
I'll just let it make its round |
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Apricot stone, hidden in my hand |
Given back to me from the motherland |
Apricot stone |
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Now I see the northern stars shining brightly in the storm |
And I've got an avatar of my love to keep me warm |
Now I'm not afraid of violent winds |
They may blow – they can't win |
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May the winter stay away from my harvest night and day |
May God bless and keep my cherished fruit |
Grow my tree up to the sky, once I waved my home goodbye |
I just wanna go back to my roots |
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Apricot stone, hidden in my hand |
Given back to me from the motherland |
Apricot stone, I will drop it down in the frozen ground |
I'll just let it make its round |
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Apricot stone, hidden in my hand |
Given back to me from the motherland |
Apricot stone, hidden in my hand |
Given back to me from the motherland |
Apricot stone |