Un pinguino en mi ascensor - Recogiendo el algodón (English translation)

English translation

Picking the cotton

Picking the cotton
all day long under the sun
McCoy yells: Negroe, work faster
McCoy yells: Negroe. And he whips me.
 
Sleeping in the barracks
rats all around me
McCoy caught me with the Lincoln photograph
McCoy called me for tomorrow at five.
 
Beaten by McCoy
I used to be a man, now I don't know what am I
goddamned foreman,
Martin Luther. where are you!
Picking the cotton
Picking the cotton
 
I killed the foreman
I took the plunge, what else matters
I ran to the barracks and I grabbed the scythe
there's not a single eyebrow of the poor McCoy
 
I outsmarted the Ku Klux Klan
I travel in a german boat
we're sailing to South Africa
I believe there will never be slavery.
 
On the boat there's a white man so called Botha
he gets so dizzy, he's always getting drunk
I think he looks at me with hatred eyes
maybe history saves an episode for us.
 
Oh, picking the cotton
I'm a slave of design and dressmaking
oh, picking the cotton
for you to wear those trousers
oh, picking the cotton
I'm a slave of design and dressmaking
oh, picking the cotton
for you to sleep in that eiderdown
oh, picking the cotton
I'm a slave of design and dressmaking
oh, picking the cotton
for you to cure that bruise
oh, picking the cotton
cotton doesn't fool, no, no, no
 
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Submitted by Diazepan Medina on Mon, 13/11/2017 - 01:00
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Recogiendo el algodón

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