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They call me the Unloved
Woman who came from the fields
The one who keeps beneath her womb
The seed of life
They call me the Unloved
Woman, daughter of soil
She who in every road
Leaves a trace of shedded tears
Oh, what a sorrow
What a sorrow lies in her soul
Oh, what a sorrow
For they don't look at her
Oh, what a sorrow
What a sorrow lies in her soul
Oh, what a sorrow
For they don't look at her
They call me the Unloved
Some have mistreated me
Others without giving me a glance
My words have shutted down
They cut me with knives
Raped my starving breast
When what I wanted the most
Was a slow-burning hug
I want you to stop beside me
Look at my eyes for a moment
I want you to stop beside me
Feel my voice, open your heaven
Open your heaven
They call me the Unloved
With a sacred cloth
They killed my thoughts
Thus mutilating my dreams
When I was very young
I ran with my bare feet
But by calling me ugly
They darkened my smiles
I want you to stop beside me
Look at my eyes for a moment
I want you to stop beside me
Feel my voice, open your heaven
Open your heaven
Oh, what a sorrow
What a sorrow is my soul in
Oh, what a sorrow
For they don't look at her
Oh, what a sorrow
What a sorrow is my soul in
Oh, what a sorrow
For they don't look at her
Oh, what a sorrow
What a sorrow is my soul in
Oh, what a sorrow
For they don't look at her
Oh, what a sorrow
What a sorrow is my soul in
Oh, what a sorrow
For they don't look at her
Oh, what a sorrow
What a sorrow lies in my soul
Oh, what a sorrow
For you don't look at me
Oh, what a sorrow
What a sorrow lies in my soul
Oh, what a sorrow
For you don't look at me
They call me the Unloved
