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Woman

You gotta be fortunate
You gotta be lucky now
I was just sitting here
Thinking good and bad
But I’m the kinda woman
That was built to last
They tried erasing me
But they couldn’t wipe out my past
To save my child
I’d rather go hungry
I got all of ethiopia
Inside of me
And my blood flows
Through every man
In this godless land
That delivered me
I’ve cried so many tears even the blind can see

Chorus:
This is a woman’s world.
This is my world.
This is a woman’s world
For this man’s girl.
There ain’t a woman in this world,
Not a woman or a little girl,
That can’t deliver love
In a man’s world.

I’ve born and I’ve bread.
I’ve cleaned and I’ve fed.
And for my healing wits
I’ve been called a witch.
I’ve crackled in the fire
And been called a liar.
I’ve died so many times
I’m only just coming to life.

Chorus:
This is a woman’s world.
This is my world.
This is a woman’s world
For this man’s girl.
There ain’t a woman in this world,
Not a woman or a little girl,
That can’t deliver love
In a man’s world.

My blood flows
Through every man and every child
In this godless land
That delivered me
I cried so many tears even the blind can see

Chorus:
This is a woman’s world.
This is my world.
This is a woman’s world
For this man’s girl.
There ain’t a woman in this world,
Not a woman or a little girl,
That can’t deliver love
In a man’s world.

By Neneh Cherry
1996

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I took that image along the long street between Bago and Kalaw, a terrifiant street in the wonderful highlands and mounts.
Along the street there are few small villages.
We stopped the car close to one of that, not more 20 wooden small homes and a long-house for all the community.
The village was completely empty of people, all are in the long-house for a Religious Ceremony, with an old lady (completely drunk) that danced and talked with the spirits.
We were invited inside the long-house.
Our driver, a guy of Rangoon, didn't understan the language of the village and didn't knew the name of that village that wasn't on any map.
there weren't electric power, telephon, television...nothing.
a village freezed in the time, in the past time.
When the ceremony ended we and all the village (not more than 50, 60 people) went out.
we took many images, and this is my favourite with that wonderful woman in green, with that fantastic and sweet smile, the fantastic hair and eyes.

*Scanned Image*

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