[Voice: thick Haitian accent] [Intro] Oh, look how the breeze is passing, Passing right through the courtyard window. [Verse 1] I carry an old worn coin, Kept so close against my skin, And a tiny, quiet question That won't let me back again. [Chorus] Oh, my heart, do not run so fast, We still got some salt left to share; If the guitar gives me an answer, I will meet it with rhythm right there. [Verse 2] The evening turns the corner, Sunlight rests on the table space, Your laughter lights up the kitchen, And yesterday returns to this place. [Refrain] Fly away, little word, Fly away with no one to hold; Fall down so soft and slow Over the dreams that I unfold. [Outro] Oh, if you call my name so softly, Maybe I will find where you are; Between the cup and the red wine, Between the dry land and the star.
