Woda-Woda - Litfiba

Woda woda, woda woda

Woda woda, woda woda

Woda woda dalle mani

Scivolata via

Senza odore né colore

L’eco del suo nome

Woda woda

1000 bocche 1000 mani

Schiave di razza

Aggrappate ad una goccia

Di elemosina

Non serve pagare

La pelle fa male

Ruba ruba l’uomo bianco

Se ne è andato via

Ma san Pietro nel deserto

La sua malattia

Non serve guardare

La gola di sale

No non sei tu a pagare

La pelle fa male

Woda woda, woda

Non serve pagare

La rabbia e la fame

Non serve pregare

La pelle fa male

Woda woda silenziosa scivolata via

Woda woda sei preziosa

Woda woda

Woda woda musongo

Woda woda, woda woda

Woda woda, woda woda

Woda woda from the hands

Slipped away

Without smell or color

The echo of his name

Woda woda

1000 mouths 1000 hands

Purebred slaves

Hold on to a drop

Of alms

There is no need to pay

The skin hurts

Steal steals the white man

He's gone away

But St. Peter in the desert

His disease

There is no need to look

The salt gorge

No, it's not you who pays

The skin hurts

Woda woda, woda

There is no need to pay

Anger and hunger

There is no need to pray

The skin hurts

Silent woda woda slipped away

Woda woda you are precious

Woda woda

Woda woda musongo