Letras
They say the cane fields here run deep
Like stories told in hushed tones
My mothers father he came here to keep
A promise to the unknown
A ramgharia they called him then
Hands of iron heart of gold
Amongst the jatts he stood again
A different tale to be told
Steel in the cane field a whisper in the breeze
Looking fierce but finding my own ease
Steel in the cane field a different kind of song
Where do i belong where do i belong
My hair is cut the way the wind blows free
No turban bound no long dark braid
But the old ways they still cling to me
A quiet vow silently made
No meat on my plate though the world may feast
A different hunger in my soul
Tattoos on my arm a wild beast
But kindness takes its toll
Steel in the cane field a whisper in the breeze
Looking fierce but finding my own ease
Steel in the cane field a different kind of song
Where do i belong where do i belong
They see the ink they see the stare
They dont see the gentle hand
A different path a different prayer
In this unfamiliar land
Jatts around me thick as grain
My own kind a distant call
But the heart knows through sun and rain
We rise before we fall
Steel in the cane field a whisper in the breeze
Looking fierce but finding my own ease
Steel in the cane field a different kind of song
Where do i belong
Where do i belong