Pearls کے بول

There is a woman in Somalia Scraping for pearls on the roadside There's a force stronger than nature Keeps her will alive This is how she's dying Dying to survive I don't know what she's made of But I would like to be that brave She cries to the heaven above There is a storm in my heart She lives a life she didn't choose Hurts like brand-new shoes Hurts like brand-new shoes There is a woman in Somalia The Sun gives her no mercy The same sky we lay under Burns her to the bone Long as afternoon shadows It's gonna take her to get home Each grain carefully wrapped up Pearls for her little girl Hallelujah Hallelujah She cries to the heaven above There is a storm in my heart She lives in a world she didn't choose And it hurts like brand-new shoes It hurts like brand-new shoes