Berlin Songtext
von Paul Roland

In Porto Prince the tall ships take on spice
Brown skinned girls and the sailors they entice

Sleep sweetly, Baron Samedi
There′s jumbie working in the fields

Inland where the sweet magnolias bloom
Shuttered moonlight bathes the white man's room


Sleep sweetly, Baron Samedi
There′s jumbie working in the fields

I saw them once burnt black, hacking a cane
Feet dragging dust, ankles swollen by chains

Sleep sweetly, Baron Samedi
There's jumbie working in the fields

The overseer, he snakes his whip to the night
And they stumble on, goaded by its bite

Sleep sweetly, Baron Samedi
There's jumbie working in the fields