torsdag 6. september 2012

I know what freedom is now...


When I see the scarred miner
and the bloodstains on the slate,
when the haystacks all remind me
of the tired crofter's fate,
when I see the humble schoolboy
branded with the old Not,
I know I've got to stand up
for my brother, for my people,
and for the suffering people of
Syria.

I know what freedom is now...


I know what freedom is now,
and truth, (my be)
I understand, (I think)
and love,. I think I know what that is,
for a people and a land;
so your stupid questions will have to wait,
you can look dumbfounded all night;
only fools need to question
why snow is white...


I know what freedom is now...
Think how many stupid peoples...
I know what freedom is.

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