sisiwami

Harry Belafonte

I see your red skirt splashing up against your thighs
You makinââ?¬â?¢ pretty moves, makinââ?¬â?¢ moves that smile my eyes
Your plaited hair itââ?¬â?¢s catching gold from Azainian skies
Your motion is a magic that takes me by surprise

(sweet sister hmm my sister)

Soft mounds bouncing to the rhythm of your dance
You seem to have a thousand ways to get my heart to France
You got a laugh like little mossies, fluttering in the air

(sweet sister, ah sweet sister of mine)

Sisiwami, I am a man whoââ?¬â?¢s bound by doubtful things
Sisiwami, A man whoââ?¬â?¢s tangled in his strings
Sisiwami, But to see you dancing sets me free
Sisiwami, you do a beautiful thing to me
Sisiwami, oh sweet sister canââ?¬â?¢t you see
Sisiwami. You do a beautiful thing to me
Sisiwami, oh, a beautiful thing to me

The way your bodyââ?¬â?¢s shaping to the sounds of your song
Your long brown arms snaking, so proud and strong
Oh to see you strutting down, itââ?¬â?¢s where you belong
When youââ?¬â?¢re in motion girl, nothing can go wrong

(Sweet sister, ah sweet sister of mine)

Silver bracelettes Rattling to the rhythms on your feet
Balancing your goods as you come strutting down the street
Thereââ?¬â?¢s a twinkle in your sing song talk
A sparkle in your jive
In these terrible-terrible times, you keep my heart alive

Sweet sister youââ?¬â?¢re so fine
Sweet sister of mine