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Borrado

Corinne Bailey Rae

Erasure

They tipp-ex'd all the black kids out of the picture
So when they pictured that scene
They wouldn't be seen
Baby girl in the front row with the cornrows
Smiling at the band

They made a cartoon of you
They beat you into lead
And made an object out of you
They put out lit cigarettes down your sweet throat
They fed you to the alligators

They tried to erase you
They tried to erase you
They tried to eviscerate you
Hide behind the curtain
Make you forget your name

They tried to erase you
They tried to erase you
They tried to eviscerate you
Hide behind the curtain
Make you forget your name

They took credit for your labour
They took credit for your labour
They tried to acid wash you
And paint you as a picture of patience
And they killed you
And they hid your broken bones in a public place
And, oh, they wore a public face
They wore a public face
They wore, oh

They tried to erase you
They tried to erase you
They tried to eviscerate you
Hide behind the curtain
Make you forget your name

They tried to erase you
They tried to erase you
They tried to eviscerate you
Hide behind the curtain
Make you forget your name

The knife was clean
The knife was clean
The knife was clean
The knife was clean
The knife was clean
The knife was clean

Baby, baby
They fed you to the alligators
They fed you to the alligators
They fed you to the alligators

Borrado

Borraron a todos los niños negros de la foto
Así que cuando imaginaron esa escena
No serían vistos
Niña en primera fila con trenzas de maíz
Sonriendo a la banda

Te convirtieron en caricatura
Te golpearon hasta convertirte en plomo
Y te convirtieron en objeto
Te metieron cigarrillos encendidos por tu dulce garganta
Te alimentaron a los caimanes

Intentaron borrarte
Intentaron borrarte
Intentaron eviscerarte
Esconderte detrás de la cortina
Hacerte olvidar tu nombre

Intentaron borrarte
Intentaron borrarte
Intentaron eviscerarte
Esconderte detrás de la cortina
Hacerte olvidar tu nombre

Se atribuyeron el crédito por tu trabajo
Se atribuyeron el crédito por tu trabajo
Intentaron lavarte con ácido
Y pintarte como un cuadro de paciencia
Y te mataron
Y escondieron tus huesos rotos en un lugar público
Y, oh, llevaron una cara pública
Llevaron una cara pública
Llevaron, oh

Intentaron borrarte
Intentaron borrarte
Intentaron eviscerarte
Esconderte detrás de la cortina
Hacerte olvidar tu nombre

Intentaron borrarte
Intentaron borrarte
Intentaron eviscerarte
Esconderte detrás de la cortina
Hacerte olvidar tu nombre

El cuchillo estaba limpio
El cuchillo estaba limpio
El cuchillo estaba limpio
El cuchillo estaba limpio
El cuchillo estaba limpio
El cuchillo estaba limpio

Bebé, bebé
Te alimentaron a los caimanes
Te alimentaron a los caimanes
Te alimentaron a los caimanes

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