Coming from where he did
he was turned away from
every door like joseph
to even the toughest among us
that would be too much
he didn't know what it was
to be black
'til they gave him his change but didn't want to touch
his hand
to even the toughest among us
that would be too much
isn't it just enough
how hard it is to live
isn't it hard enough
just to make it through a day
the secret of their fear
and their suspicion
standing there looking
like an angel
in his brown shoes
his short suit
his white shirt
and his cuffs a little frayed
coming from where he did
he was such a dignified child
to even the toughest among us
that would be too much
isn't it just enough
how hard it is to live
isn't it hard enough
just to make it through a day
coming from where he did
he was turned away from
every door like joseph
to even the toughest among us
that would be too much
he didn't know what it
was to be black
'til they gave him his change but didn't want to touch
his hand
to even the toughest among us
that would be too much
vindo de onde ele veio
ele afastou cada porta
como José
mesmo para o mais resistente entre nós
isto seria muito
ele não sabia o que era estar no escuro
até lhe darem uma chance, mas não queria tocar suas mãos
mesmo para o mais resistente entre nós,
isto seria muito
isto não é o suficiente
como é difícil viver
apenas passando o dia
a razão se seus medos
e de suas suspeitas
os obvserva como um anjo
nos sapatos morrons dele
sua necessidade reduzida
sua camisa branca
e seus punhos como um pequeno caminho
vindo de onde ele veio
ele era uma criança nobre
mesmo para o mais resistente entre nós
isto seria muito
não é suficiente
é difícil viver
apenas para passar o dia
By Simone Calixto
