Dark Eyes - Lila Downs

Grandfather sung to me

The weeping woman spoke

Down beneath the trees is the wisdom of the old

I seen plenty of disrespect

For the knowledge of the land

It’s my people who I see lost in other peoples hands

Everybody’s hoping to see you at their door

Taking care of people you don’t know

Staying inside in their homes whispering

To the dark eyes outside the door

To the dark eyes

Outside their door

No todo está perdido

Estoy con mi gente

Trabajo con miedo pero yo soy consciente

I’m losing the fear

Cause the work it’s here

Ojibway and Yaquis hope is in our ways

We show our sanity,

Nobody sees us but we are running things

The bats and the land are sacred beings

Oricas Lencas,

Now we are the ones

Bringing and taking caring for the others

Every morning I look out

From the corner of the mart

I’m just here waiting to help you

There can be no fear for us

When the people they come back like it used to be before

I want it better, better than it was before

Everybody’s hoping to see you at their door

Taking care of people you don’t know

Staying inside in their homes whispering

To the dark eyes outside the door

To the dark eyes outside their door

To the dark eyes outside their door