Pleiadiana
Karen Santana
Pleiadian
I'm the daughter of Lina and granddaughter of the flow
My mission's aquarium, I'm Pleiadian, you know
Three points on my forehead, my ancestor, my guide
I rise from the ashes of sister Joana, with pride
Sideral without a zip code, my record is rap, prayer in the trap
I communicate, I communicate, I communicate
The voice that whispers calls for intuition
The one that screams demands imposition
I read life in the palm of my hand
My voice is a frequency that alters the land
Gypsy of the street, I see the moon in the soul's iris, a reconnection
I recorded on the street that I'd come naked with rap in my bag, a resurrection
No shoes to mark my steps
Feet on the ground, I find my rhythm, no preps
I'm essence, not just a bottle
Learning to leave no traces, no throttle
My CD on the street, my registration
I'm ready with the candle on the mast, no hesitation
My god was a man, was a father, now a mother, they’re the stars
Mandala, no words, visions of Narnia
A heart that heals, a rhythm that carries
Forgive what passes, forgive your race
The being doesn’t cast you, there's karma in place
Sick rats just like us
They run and lie, dictate but don’t trust
Don’t give, sell, don’t cry, hold tight
The pain will bind you, and the fetus feels the fright
Cellular memory, the womb has DNA
Everything the mother vibes, the child will relay
Planet shifts, changing its pole
Gas mask to poison the soil, that’s the toll
Change the aerosol that fell in your lap
Reading the earth globe where I map
To clean, I cry, to dry, I pray
Reading the earth globe where I stay
To clean, I cry
If you listen, if you study, you’ll learn
The paths of the layers that wove my DNA’s turn
I want to understand how this machine works
As long as I'm a piece of the sum, until I unearth
Field study in the land of the saints
Put faith in my songs, mountains and their paints
Current location, transition
Aho, bless this place, that’s my mission.