| tiistaina, lokakuuta 09, 2007 |
| Í tilefni dagsins |
Come and sing a simple song of freedom
Sing it like you've never sung before
Let it fill the air
Tell the people everywhere
We, the people here, don't want a war
Hey there, Mr. Black Man, can you hear me?
I don't want your diamonds or your game
I just want to be someone known to you as me
And I will bet my life you want the same
Come and sing a simple song of freedom
Sing it like you've never sung before
Let it fill the air
Tell the people everywhere
We, the people here, don't want a war
Seven hundred million, are you listening?
Most of what you read, most of what you read is made of lies
But speaking one to one, ain't it everybody's sun
to wake to in the morning when we rise?
Come and sing a simple song of freedom
Sing it like you've never sung before
Let it fill the air
Tell the people everywhere
We, the people here, don't want a war
No doubt some folks enjoy doing battle
Like presidents, prime ministers and kings
So let us build them shelves so they might fight among themselves
and leave us be, those who want to sing.
- Tim Hardin, 1970 |
Erla Elíasdóttir @ 11:33 ap.  |
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