I count how much kunta kinte
and how much kunta kinte I sing
I count how much kunta kinte
and how much kunta kinte I sing
(I count how much) I count how much (kunta kinte) kunta kinte
/>(and as a kunta kinte I sing) I sing
(I count how much) I count how much (kunta kinte) kunta kinte
(and as a kunta kinte I sing) I sing
I count how many rings divide me< br/>from the feet of those in front who guide me
see how many are those who bind me
to the same number of feet who follow me
Recognizing the mathematical connection
I calibrate the right step in such a way practical
first more? slow.. and then recovery
rapidly I accelerate I evaluate
The physical and rhythmic constraint
equidistant between the minimum and the maximum
nerve center and transit point
through the flow of common data and then I free myself
I count how many steps are repeated
and how many steps below they propagate
there are as many feet as you can feel
just remembering them and already? the number went up
Recognizing the fact as epic
caliber the right gesture in a clinical way
first pi? slow.. and then recovery
first there? the wind.. and then they come
I'm first and I'm last
I'm first and I'm last
? a typical fact
of the cyclical game of mantric rhythm
therefore?
words on words
on millions of words
like cells collide
they multiply
I count how much kunta kinte
and how much kunta kinte I sing
I count how much kunta kinte
and how much kunta kinte I sing
I count how much kunta kinte
and how much kunta kinte canto
(I count how much) I count how much (kunta kinte) kunta kinte
(and how much kunta kinte canto) I sing
The only successful political miracle in this century
is to have made sure that the slaves spoke to each other
they looked alike
why? what? it was convenient for the single and free market.
For? what? it happens that the slaves know each other, they recognize each other
maybe then recognize each other
it happens that the slaves organize themselves
and if they count themselves then they win.
Chains of chains, upon chains of millions of chains
like wires of a very long telephone
like a grid full of traffic
and no need for traffic lights.
On my back? a number was tattooed.
My chain? like a telephone wire.
My condemnation? that if I stop they will kill me.
My luck? that I'm walking in a circle
I'm first and I'm last
I'm first and I'm last
? a typical fact
of the cyclical game of mantric rhythm
therefore?
words on words
on millions of words
like cells collide
they multiply
/>I count how much kunta kinte
and how much kunta kinte I sing
(I count how much) I count how much (kunta kinte) kunta kinte
(and how much kunta kinte I sing) I sing
( I count how much) I count how much (kunta kinte) kunta kinte
(and in how much kunta kinte I sing) I sing (rep. x 4)

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