A wind invades your slumber at midnight,
Bringing you poisoned gifts of progress,
Progress turns away from the fading lights,
Hiding from a crime unconfessed,
Through the trenches and noxious stenches,
Come the clouds of impending disaster,
Broken dreams and industrial schemes,
Innocent puppets with a corporate master.
Mothers without daughters,
Daughters without fathers,
Fathers without brothers,
Brothers without mothers,
Mothers without brothers,
Brothers without fathers,
Fathers without daughters,
Daughters without mothers.
In the city of lakes, the worst of our fears,
A nightmare flows in a river of tears,
A breathless state of corporeal greed,
A blindness to life makes the soul bleed.
Sister, your eyes burn with tears,
Never to wake up in the morning,
Brother, you are breathless with fear,
To forever live in mourning.
The heart of India shattered, bodies scattered,
The fabric of society tattered,
I ask you, what does it matter,
When there’s a profit to be made?
Mothers without daughters,
Daughters without fathers,
Fathers without brothers,
Brothers without mothers,
Mothers without brothers,
Brothers without fathers,
Fathers without daughters,
Daughters without mothers.
In the city of lakes, the worst of our fears,
A nightmare flows in a river of tears,
A breathless state of corporeal greed,
A blindness to life makes the soul bleed
Bringing you poisoned gifts of progress,
Progress turns away from the fading lights,
Hiding from a crime unconfessed,
Through the trenches and noxious stenches,
Come the clouds of impending disaster,
Broken dreams and industrial schemes,
Innocent puppets with a corporate master.
Mothers without daughters,
Daughters without fathers,
Fathers without brothers,
Brothers without mothers,
Mothers without brothers,
Brothers without fathers,
Fathers without daughters,
Daughters without mothers.
In the city of lakes, the worst of our fears,
A nightmare flows in a river of tears,
A breathless state of corporeal greed,
A blindness to life makes the soul bleed.
Sister, your eyes burn with tears,
Never to wake up in the morning,
Brother, you are breathless with fear,
To forever live in mourning.
The heart of India shattered, bodies scattered,
The fabric of society tattered,
I ask you, what does it matter,
When there’s a profit to be made?
Mothers without daughters,
Daughters without fathers,
Fathers without brothers,
Brothers without mothers,
Mothers without brothers,
Brothers without fathers,
Fathers without daughters,
Daughters without mothers.
In the city of lakes, the worst of our fears,
A nightmare flows in a river of tears,
A breathless state of corporeal greed,
A blindness to life makes the soul bleed
inviata da daniela -k.d.- - 11/6/2010 - 13:43
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Album: "City Of Lakes"
Testo e musica di Autorickshaw
Lyrics and music by Autorickshaw
City of Lakes is a project to raise funds for the Sambhavna Clinic in Bhopal, via the Bhopal Medical Appeal. See www.bhopal.org
On December 3rd, 1984, the Union Carbide pesticide plant in Bhopal, India accidentally released over 40 tons of toxic methyl isocyanate gas, exposing hundreds of thousands of people, especially in the community immediately surrounding the factory. The best, accepted estimates say that 8,000-10,000 people died within the first 72 hours of the leak. It is estimated that 20,000 have died since the accident from gas-related diseases, and another 120,000 people are estimated to have permanent injuries and chronic medical conditions that require constant healthcare. The Bhopal Disaster is widely considered the worst industrial disaster in history.
Info on the disaster here: en.wikipedia.org
The Sambhavna Clinic provides free care to survivors of the disaster, and operates solely on donations.
Currently, the "album" consists of one song. Remixes of the song, with additional instrumentation, will appear here in the future.
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