She does not know her beauty
She thinks her brown glory
She thinks her brown body has no gloryIf she could dance naked under palm trees
And see her image in the river she would know
Yes, she would knowBut there are no palm trees in the street
No palm trees in the street
And dishwater gives back no imagesShe does not know her beauty
She thinks her brown body has no gloryIf she could dance naked under palm trees
And see her image in the river she would know
Yes, she would know yes, she would know
But there are no palm trees in the street
No palm trees in the street
And dishwater gives back no image
