[male
vocals] (
Reggae
rhythm
kicks
in,
heavy
bassline,
melodic
skanking
guitar)
Yeah
man,
listen
to
the
tale
of
two
sisters
Life
is
a
mystery,
a
complex
design
Who
are
we
to
judge
the
path
of
the
divine?
Respect
is
due,
listen
now
Two
mothers
standing
by
the
garden
gate
One
with
a
child,
she
leave
it
up
to
fate
She
say "
I
thank
the
Lord
for
the
fruit
I
bear
A
living
soul,
a
child
to
show
I
care"
She
boast
about
the
name
upon
the
list
Of
mothers
counted
in
the
morning
mist
She
hold
her
head
high,
proud
of
the
seed
Saying
motherhood
is
the
only
deed
we
need
Who
is
right
in
the
eye
of
the
sun?
Who
can
judge
when
the
race
is
run?
One
hold
a
baby,
one
hold
a
choice
Both
sisters
speaking
with
a
heavy
voice
Life
is
a
balance,
a
weight
on
the
scale
Some
reach
the
summit,
some
struggle
to
sail
Who
is
right,
tell
me
who
is
right?
Walking
in
the
dark,
seeking
the
light
Then
the
other
woman
look
with
steady
eyes
She
say "
I
give
thanks
for
the
blessings
in
disguise" "
My
child
is
absent,
but
I
see
the
pain
Of
those
who
give
birth
to
a
life
in
vain" "
What
is
the
profit
in
a
child
that's
sick?
When
the
sickle
cuts
deep
and
the
clock
don't
tick?"
She
chose
the
silence,
she
chose
to
be
free
From
the
heavy
burden
of
a
tragedy
Who
is
right
in
the
eye
of
the
sun?
Who
can
judge
when
the
race
is
run?
One
hold
a
baby,
one
hold
a
choice
Both
sisters
speaking
with
a
heavy
voice
Life
is
a
balance,
a
weight
on
the
scale
Some
reach
the
summit,
some
struggle
to
sail
Who
is
right,
tell
me
who
is
right?
Walking
in
the
dark,
seeking
the
light
One
look
for
status,
one
look
for
peace
Praying
for
the
cycle
of
strife
to
cease
But
every
heart
has
a
different
drum
And
every
spirit
knows
where
they
come
from
Don't
curse
the
barren,
don't
mock
the
small
We
all
stumble,
we
all
stand
tall
The
argument
linger
in
the
evening
air
Each
one
convinced
that
her
burden
is
fair "
My
name
is
written,"
the
mother
would
cry "
I
gave
a
life,
I
don't
need
to
lie"
The
other
just
sigh,
looking
at
the
street "
I
chose
to
keep
my
own
life
complete"
Two
different
paths,
same
human
soul
Trying
to
figure
out
the
final
goal
Who
is
right
in
the
eye
of
the
sun?
Who
can
judge
when
the
race
is
run?
One
hold
a
baby,
one
hold
a
choice
Both
sisters
speaking
with
a
heavy
voice
Life
is
a
balance,
a
weight
on
the
scale
Some
reach
the
summit,
some
struggle
to
sail
Who
is
right,
tell
me
who
is
right?
Walking
in
the
dark,
seeking
the
light
Yeah,
who
is
right?
Is
it
the
birth
or
the
life
we
protect?
Let
us
live
with
a
little
more
respect
Reggae
music
tell
the
truth,
you
see
Blessings
for
you,
and
blessings
for
me
Peace,
love,
and
understanding (
Fade
out
with
bass
line
and
horns)