Thursday, October 28, 2010

Gregory Isaacs

Vejam como eu sou um homem otimista. Enquanto tanta gente nunca foi lá e quando pensa no Maranhão e se lembra da família Sarney, aliada de todos e antes de tudo de si mesma, eu não: quando eu penso no Maranhão, além de morrer de vontade de ir passar pelo menos uma semana por lá, me lembro que lá no Maranhão eles curtem há muito tempo o sensacional [infelizmente recém-falecido] Gregory Isaacs:



Every time I hear the music and I make a dip, a dip
Slave master comes around and spank I with his whip, the whip
But if I don’t get my desire
Then I'll set the plantations on fire
My temperature is getting much higher
Got to get what I require

‘Cause every time we do the work sometimes we are hurt, oh yeah
Boss never do a thing but hold on to his girth
But if I don’t get my desire
Then I'll set the plantations on fire
My temperature is getting much higher
Got to get what I require

Every time I hear the music and I move my hip, my hip
Slave master comes around and spank I with his whip, a whip
Slave master, I’m the shepherd of my pasture
I say you work me to scorn so long me make me gwaan
‘cause I’m accustomed to your whip

But if I don’t get my desire
Then I'll set the stations on fire
My temperature is getting much higher
Got to get what I require

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