What is this?! What is this mess?!
What's that noise? Is this a death sentence?
Terrifying silhouettes
Rising over the motherland
Are those the fireworks?
No, it's a military quirk
Is it a mermaid singing?
No, it's a siren screaming
Is it an angel watching over us?
It's an air-fighter making a fuss
Is it a unicorn galloping down the street
No, these are soldier boots marching down your lane
Marching to the beat
Is it an angel watching over us?
It's an air-fighter making a fuss
Why is this party looking so bizarre?
A party? No! This is war!
My darling, did we wake up like this?
Isolated bodies in a boudoir of helplessness
A bullet is an early bird, a midnight owl
Morning greeting of a rooster are replaced
With fire in a hole, with fire in a hole
My dear, do we have to go to sleep like that?
With a soothing cocktail and the hundredth cigarette
Morning greetings of a rooster are replaced
With fire in a hole!
Our beds are cold
As cold as basement floor
Our beds are cold
As cold as basement floor
This house is not our shelter anymore
This house is not our shelter anymore
This house is not our shelter anymore
Anymore
Home is not a building
Home is liberty
A place where memories live
In prosperity and peace
I came back home so I want my home back
I came back home so I want my home back
Don't you leave us homeless!
Don't you leave us homeless!
Homeless homeless
What's that noise? Is this a death sentence?
Terrifying silhouettes
Rising over the motherland
Are those the fireworks?
No, it's a military quirk
Is it a mermaid singing?
No, it's a siren screaming
Is it an angel watching over us?
It's an air-fighter making a fuss
Is it a unicorn galloping down the street
No, these are soldier boots marching down your lane
Marching to the beat
Is it an angel watching over us?
It's an air-fighter making a fuss
Why is this party looking so bizarre?
A party? No! This is war!
My darling, did we wake up like this?
Isolated bodies in a boudoir of helplessness
A bullet is an early bird, a midnight owl
Morning greeting of a rooster are replaced
With fire in a hole, with fire in a hole
My dear, do we have to go to sleep like that?
With a soothing cocktail and the hundredth cigarette
Morning greetings of a rooster are replaced
With fire in a hole!
Our beds are cold
As cold as basement floor
Our beds are cold
As cold as basement floor
This house is not our shelter anymore
This house is not our shelter anymore
This house is not our shelter anymore
Anymore
Home is not a building
Home is liberty
A place where memories live
In prosperity and peace
I came back home so I want my home back
I came back home so I want my home back
Don't you leave us homeless!
Don't you leave us homeless!
Homeless homeless
Contributed by Andrea Marconi - 2022/3/4 - 08:59
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In questo brano dal testo diretto il gruppo hardcore Jinjer, proveniente dalla città ucraina di Donetsk, nel Donbass, racconta l'esperienza della guerra alla porta di casa, vissuta dai membri e dalle loro famiglie in prima persona nel 2014. Lo fa contrapponendo immagini innocenti, come potrebbero apparire agli occhi di un bambino (fuochi artificiali, il canto delle sirene, un angelo, un unicorno, una festa) con la durezza della realtà, e conclude con un appello accorato per la pace e la libertà.