Alysha Brilla immigrant

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Right beside the ocean with a warm breeze
A little boy was born beneath the palm trees
The air was thick the sun was shining daily
Mom was in the Kitchen cooking mehlee
But I don't wanna talk about that anymore
That was back then, that was before
Now I am a new man with a big plan living in a new land…
I am an immigrant, I am
I am an immigrant, I am
I am an immigrant, I am
On an island in the Indian Ocean
A better life possessed all my devotion
When every night I'd hear the bullets ringing
I'd close my eyes and pray for a new beginning
So when the papers arrived at my door
I thanked god, ‘cuz I was so sure
that I was a new man with a big plan moving to a new land
I am an immigrant, I am
I am an immigrant, I am
I am an immigrant, I am
They say my food is funny, my name is funny, I look funny
They say my clothes are funny, I speak, I laugh funny
They say I pray funny, I dream funny, I sing funny
My god is funny, but where I'm from it's not so funny…
I am an immigrant, I am
I am an immigrant, I am
I am an immigrant, I am
They don't know me by my name, but I guess to them it's all the same.

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