Blacksmith

Have you felt the iron smell?
When Blacksmith chief hits his bell
Have you heard iron sound?
When Blacksmith chief comes to town

And he comes to dance once a year
None of a chance if you don’t fear
Don’t fear

We all know that the blacksmith’s soul
Is full of good and evil
Working people’s future
On his sacred anvil

And he comes to dance once a year
None of a chance if you don’t fear
Don’t fear

Words in the oath that the older worker takes
Shake our bodies in graceful earthquakes

There is danger on his mood
Could destroy our neighborhood
Dogs, beans, hair and wood
Join cocoyam of his food