Testo We Dance - Once On This Island Storytellers
Testo della canzone We Dance (Once On This Island Storytellers), tratta dall'album Once on This Island (New Broadway Cast Recording)
There is an island where rivers run deep
Where the sea sparkling in the sun
Earns it the name "Jewel of the Antilles"
An island where the poorest of peasants labor
And the wealthiest of grands hommes play
Two different worlds on one island
The grands hommes
With their pale brown skins and their French ways
Owners of the land and masters of their own fates
And the peasants, black as night
Eternally at the mercy of the wind and the sea (ah)
Who pray constantly to the gods
(Eh) Azaka, grow me a garden
(Eh) please, Agwé, don't flood my garden
Érzulie, who will my love be?
Papa Gé, don't come around me
Ah-ha-ha-ha! Such powerful, such temperamental gods rule our island!
Azaka, mother of the earth
Agwé, god of water
Érzulie, beautiful goddess of love
And Papa Gé, sly demon of death
Azaka, grow me a garden, oh
Please, Agwé, don't flood my garden, oh
Érzulie, who will my love be?
Papa Gé, don't come around me
Please, Agwé, don't flood my garden
Azaka, grow me a garden
Érzulie, Azaka
Agwé, Papa Gé
We dance (we dance)
To the music of the gods
The music of the breezes through the green plantain
The murmur of the river and the roar of rain (oh, oh)
And if the gods decide to send a hurricane
We dance (we dance)
To their everchanging moods and air
We know the gods are happy when the green things grow
They're angry when the river starts to overflow
And since we never know which way their winds will blow
We dance to the earth
We dance to the water
The gods awake and we take no chance
Our hearts hear the song
Our feet move along
And to the music of the gods, we dance!
On the other side of this island
Safe behind high walls and iron gates
The grands hommes dance to a different tune
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
They drink champagne
Entertain tourists at their fine hotels
And tell their servants, "Polish up the Mercedes!"
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Two different worlds never meant to meet
The peasants labor
The grands hommes eat (hey-yeah, we dance)
How fine our clothes are (we dance)
How fast we drive (we dance)
We dance at parties
While we are dancing just to stay alive!
We dance (we dance)
What else is there to do?
But plant the seed, and pull the weed, and chop the cane
And bear the child (eh), and bear the load (eh), and bear the pain (eh)
And as the rich go racing to their own refrain
We dance to the earth
We dance to the water
The gods awake and we take no chance
Our hearts hear the song
Our feet move along
And to the music of the gods
We dance to the earth
We dance to the water
The gods awake and we take no chance
(Ooh) two different worlds (ooh, la)
Never meant to meet (ooh, la)
But if the gods move our feet
We dance
We dance
We dance
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Writer(s): Lynn Ahrens, Stephen Charles Flaherty
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