There is a woman in Somalia Scraping for pearls on the roadside There's a force stronger than nature
Don't know what she is made of I would like to be that brave
She cries to the heaven above There is a stone in my heart She lives a life she didn't choose And it hurts like brand new shoes And it hurts like brand new shoes
There is a woman in Somalia The sun gives her no mercy The same sky we lay under
Long as afternoon shadows It's gonna take her to get home Each grain carefully wrapped up Pearls for her little girl
She cries to the heaven above There is a stone in my heart She lives in a world she didn't choose And it hurts like brand new shoes And it hurts like brand new shoes More from Angélique Kidjo