Listen...
These are not just words tattooed on paper
No prison cell, no border fence, no torture
well will stop our appeal
No stone, no stain will mar the river of our dignity
My child, for you today our voice befriends the winds
Listen....
This is for the orphan children
And for all the refugees
The disappeared, the bombing victims
Don’t get ratings on TV
Contra los arma-guerras
Contra las discriminaciones
Contra los violadores
Contra las malas vibras
We are all in this together
Brothers and sisters, we can do better!
Raise your voices to the sky
The Price of Silence is much too high
We say no to the war makers
Going on a killing spree
We say no to all dictators
Speaking their hypocrisy
Todos los seres humanos
nacemos libres, nacemos hermanos
no hablemos más- es tiempo de armar
un mejor mundo de amor e igualdad
"To Obatala, who with his white mantle
walks the world in search of peace and love"
Raise your fist with strength
Raise your leg and dance
Raise your voice and speak
Those are things of strength
This song speaks of freedom
This song speaks of love
This song speaks of peace
Does the human right law apply for the Blacks?
Imagine if there was a genocide in Spain or somewhere in Bahrain?
I see too many papers getting signed and nothing getting done
Young children in the battlefields firing guns.
Emmanuel Jal, war child born in war-torn Sudan
Lost my childhood, was it really God's plan?
Yani di Gany Yani di Gany (who is to blame, who is to blame) I blame the Man
My heart goes for little Mohammed
Who lost both his mom and dad
In a bomb blast in Baghdad
No more words and pretty phrases,
No more speeches and delay
While you talk the world is waiting
Gotta act on what you say!
If you’re not jealous of your freedom
You’re going to find yourself in serfdom
If you’re not jealous of your liberty
You’re going to find yourself in slavery,
Fight for your rights!
Jump up
Raise ya fist up
Against injustice
Display resistance
We use music
To make a difference
If you don’t agree then
Keep your distance.
Dedicated to disaster victims
Poor people of vast descriptions
The faces you won't see televised
Rid the world of the killin' and the genocide
A favor de los derechos
A favor de la dignidad
A favor de los humanos
A favor de la verdad
We are all in this together
Brothers and sisters, we can do better!
Raise your voices to the sky
The Price of Silence is much too high
A world of peace
A world of freedom
With no disease
and no starvation
A world of peace
A world of freedom
free from fear
and discrimination
A world of peace
A world of freedom
with time for love
and education
A world of peace
A world of freedom
where justice rules
in every nation!
Let CHANGO, with all his power bring
peace to the wars in the world
These are not just words tattooed on paper
No prison cell, no border fence, no torture
well will stop our appeal
No stone, no stain will mar the river of our dignity
My child, for you today our voice befriends the winds
Listen....
This is for the orphan children
And for all the refugees
The disappeared, the bombing victims
Don’t get ratings on TV
Contra los arma-guerras
Contra las discriminaciones
Contra los violadores
Contra las malas vibras
We are all in this together
Brothers and sisters, we can do better!
Raise your voices to the sky
The Price of Silence is much too high
We say no to the war makers
Going on a killing spree
We say no to all dictators
Speaking their hypocrisy
Todos los seres humanos
nacemos libres, nacemos hermanos
no hablemos más- es tiempo de armar
un mejor mundo de amor e igualdad
"To Obatala, who with his white mantle
walks the world in search of peace and love"
Raise your fist with strength
Raise your leg and dance
Raise your voice and speak
Those are things of strength
This song speaks of freedom
This song speaks of love
This song speaks of peace
Does the human right law apply for the Blacks?
Imagine if there was a genocide in Spain or somewhere in Bahrain?
I see too many papers getting signed and nothing getting done
Young children in the battlefields firing guns.
Emmanuel Jal, war child born in war-torn Sudan
Lost my childhood, was it really God's plan?
Yani di Gany Yani di Gany (who is to blame, who is to blame) I blame the Man
My heart goes for little Mohammed
Who lost both his mom and dad
In a bomb blast in Baghdad
No more words and pretty phrases,
No more speeches and delay
While you talk the world is waiting
Gotta act on what you say!
If you’re not jealous of your freedom
You’re going to find yourself in serfdom
If you’re not jealous of your liberty
You’re going to find yourself in slavery,
Fight for your rights!
Jump up
Raise ya fist up
Against injustice
Display resistance
We use music
To make a difference
If you don’t agree then
Keep your distance.
Dedicated to disaster victims
Poor people of vast descriptions
The faces you won't see televised
Rid the world of the killin' and the genocide
A favor de los derechos
A favor de la dignidad
A favor de los humanos
A favor de la verdad
We are all in this together
Brothers and sisters, we can do better!
Raise your voices to the sky
The Price of Silence is much too high
A world of peace
A world of freedom
With no disease
and no starvation
A world of peace
A world of freedom
free from fear
and discrimination
A world of peace
A world of freedom
with time for love
and education
A world of peace
A world of freedom
where justice rules
in every nation!
Let CHANGO, with all his power bring
peace to the wars in the world
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