© Pierre Bergounioux, Dec 2018
Barbado that’s where we have to go
It has a sweet name a bit like Colorado
A country that shines
Away from hard times
Away we go, set course on Barbado
To Barbado we head
That’s where I’ve set my heart
To girls with sweet chins, a bit like Aline
Virgins with no names
And pimps they tame, Running to millions
Away we go, set course on Barbado
We’ll keep watch together And we‘ll have a drink or two As many as there’re roads We won’t say a word
If you’re not much of a watcher
If you’ve never sailed
You can still be called a brother
You’ve given up enough
When I’ve traveled my cill I’ll make it to the shore I’ll gain the other side
Barbado, that’s where everything ends
Worries, aching and sorrow
Because where Barbado comes to life
That’s where songs come to die