It was so beautiful. We sat there all day picking cotton, without complaining, without crying, while they sang things like: "Oh, Mary, don't you weep, don't you moan" and "Wade in the water," and "I done done," "This little light of mine."
Allí nos quedamos recolectando algodón, sin quejarnos, sin llorar, mientras cantaban cosas como: ♫ "Oh, Mary, no llores" ♫ y ♫ "Chapoteando en el agua" ♫ y ♫ "Ya terminé" ♫, ♫ "Esta pequeña luz mía". ♫