(Jean-Michel Berriat/Jean-Pierre Goussaud)
She'll rise with the sun, she'll go and she'll come
my Mamy Yoko.
I'll drink of her tea in ceremony
my Mamy Yoko - Mamy Yoko.
she'll burn the incense my spirit to sense
my Mamy Yoko.
The slant of her eyes will show no surprise
my Mamy Yoko.
Mamy Yoko oh Mamy Yoko
oh - Like an echo in my soul.
Her story will flow of great mikado
my Mamy Yoko.
Her feet she did bind to be of her kind
my Mamy Yoko - Mamy Yoko.
A pearl in her hand from sea of Japan
my Mamy Yoko.
The geisha holds the secrets of old
my Mamy Yoko.
Mamy Yoko oh Mamy Yoko
oh - ...
The samourai cry the death of her child
my Mamy Yoko.
Hiroshima shows the sins of our souls
my Mamy Yoko.
Mamy Yoko
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