Song Description
A paraphrasing of an Afghan elder man's reflections on immigrating to the US after the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan.
| Song Length |
3:31 |
Genre |
Folk - General |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Duet Female |
| Mood |
Composed, Poignant |
Subject |
Existence, War |
Lyrics
Everyone' got their sad story
It's not that God doesn't love me
They took my job
They took my child
My wife, my father, everything
And all the while
It was raining in Kabul
Like it always rained
I am nothing
I am no one
But I'm not one to complain
When I came . . .
The spirit transcends all the pain
(c) annie bacon