Текст песни Los Pescadores - Buffy Sainte-Marie
My
feet,
they
are
naked,
my
hands
on
my
hips
My
eyes
to
the
ocean
and
open
my
lips
Eeeee-aaaaa
ooooh
los
pescadores
They
come
with
a
crash
on
the
crest
of
a
roar
And
they're
out
of
their
boats
and
they're
on
to
the
shore
Eeeee-aaaaa
ooooh
los
pescadores
And
they
wrench
with
the
rain
and
they
strain
with
the
rope
They
dig
I
the
sand
and
they
bend
to
the
smoke
Eeeee-aaaaa
ooooh
los
pescadores
And
the
weight
of
the
men
and
the
sound
of
the
sea
The
hardness
of
them
and
the
softness
of
me
Eeeee-aaaaa
ooooh
los
pescadores
And
I'll
stand
with
the
fishermen,
silent
and
gay
I'll
eat
of
the
sun
and
I'll
drink
of
the
spray
Eeeee-aaaaa
ooooh
los
pescadores
Eeeee-aaaaa
ooooh
los
pescadores
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7 Take My Hand for A While
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16 The Piney Wood Hills
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