There is a woman in Somalia
Scraping for pearls on the roadside
There’s a force stronger than nature
Keeps her will alive
This is how she’s dying
She’s dying to survive
Don’t know what she’s 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
Hurts like brand-new shoes
There is a woman in Somalia
The sun gives her no mercy
The same sky we lay under
Burns her to the bone
Long as afternoon shadows
It’s gonna take her to get home
Each grain carefully wrapped up
Pearls for her little girl
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
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
Hurts like brand-new shoes
I saw her perform this song live. She had a backdrop that made her look like she was standing barefoot in the desert and she could sing like the birds from her land. Hurts like brand new shoes, ever seen an entire audience cry I have.
When I was a little girl I was obsessed with this song. At that time of my life I was always wondering why this woman is singing about the shoes and the woman and what is the deal about the pearls and cry. And I always cried when I was listening to this song and I was wondering why? What is it in this song that makes me cry all the time. And now 33 years later. I understand every word of this song. And it makes me cry again. And I thought about my hard life. About all the terrible things I survived. And now I can somehow identify myself, with this woman. I think this song is for all the fighters woman precisely. Sending love to everyone ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️