Rojava
Migo, Greis, Pit, Sophie & Vengê DestarOriginal | Traduzione inglese dai sottotitoli del video |
ROJAVA S isch Cuba i de 50er, Vietnam i de 60er Nica i de 80er, aus hätt mä kes Gedächtnis Blueme wachse ire hoffnigslose Lääri Neoliberali Gärtner gseh jedi aus ä Gfährdig Weisch no früecher, wo me Angscht het gha vom IS? U gseit, dr Fride chunnt dür z’Demokratisiere? S’isch wi vergäässe, doch zwüsche denn und ize Lige 2 Jahr u 1000i kurdischi Milize O wenn i gärn id Ferie gange wär uf Istanbul I cha nid entspanne ire Diktatur I üs aune singt dr Tenor vo dr Zit: «was wosch mache gägä Geopolitik?» Doch Wenni es Biud drzue male u du’s drucksch uf ne Pulli Si ne chouft fürne Fufi und ne treit a dr Uni Und dr Cash uf Rojava geit, heimer meh gschafft z’häufe Aus d’Nato und dr Uno-Sicherheitsrat zämä Das hie isch für aui Kurdinne und türkinne vo Amed bis Kobane Wo nie wärden ufhöre bis glychbehandlig reau wird Für die wo kämpfe dert wo di ideau illegau si Mit nid erloubte nachname i dr verbottene sprach Während Europa sech vo dr Migration wott bewahre Diktatur lat la machen und die verbräche nid ahndet Für aui Nistimans, wo sech uf Piste wage Dr Chopf erhäbe wüu ds läbe säuber isch widerstand Für aui Zehra Dogans häb dini Stimm Hie in Sicherheit während si dert ihres läbe riskiert Mir gäben aues für si wüu si gäben aues für üs En anderi Wäut isch müglech, Rojava dr Bewyys Es git ke Fründe, usser d Bärge Dr Priis für Verrat wird pro Schuss verrächnet D Revolution vo de Froue macht aute Männer Angscht Si hebe sech a Waffe, Religionä, are Bank Los wisi redä, gierig luege, sech sorge Koloniaumachtinteresse vo Weste bis Norde Es isch Winter u Chrieg - U i läbe imne ständige vom Chrieg-profitier-Gebiet Dir sit dört, mir si hie, vo dumme regiert Dir sit starch, mir hei angst vor syrische Familie Im erpressbare Westä si Vöukerrächt Lilie Wo schön usgse, und ab und zue no gäbig si Solang dr Kampf um Rojava am läbe blibt Het ds Patriarchat ä Gägnerin, ds System chli Gägewind Mir si viu u si lut u dänke geng a öich We die wo chönnte nid wöi, isch das aus womer hei | ROJAVA It's Cuba in the '50s, Vietnam in the '60s. Nica in the '80s, as if no one had a memory Flowers grow in a hopeless void neoliberal gardeners see each as a threat Do you remember when you were afraid of the IS? And said peace comes through democratization? It's like it's forgotten, but between then and now Lying two years and thousands of Kurdish militias Even if I would like to go on vacation to Istanbul I can't relax in a dictatorship In all of us the tenor of time sings: "what are you gonna do about geopolitics?" But If I paint a picture with it and you print it on a sweater. she buys it for a Fuffy and wears it to college. and the cash goes to Rojava, we have managed more to help When NATO and the UN Security Council joined forces. fighter, the person who sacrifices himself to the mother, you do not leave us unavenged, fighter, fighter, at the hands of the bloodsuckers, fighter This is for all Kurds and Turks from Amed to Kobane. That will never stop until equal treatment becomes real for those who fight where these ideals are illegal. with prohibited surnames in the forbidden language While Europe wants to protect itself from migration Letting the dictatorship make and not punishing the crimes For all Nistimans, who dare on the runway Raise your head, because life itself is resistance. Raise your voice for all Zehra Dogans Here safe, while she's risking her life there. we give everything for them because they give everything for us another world is possible, Rojava the proof fighter, the person who sacrifices himself to the mother, you do not leave us unavenged, fighter, fighter, at the hands of the bloodsuckers, fighter There are no friends, except the mountains the price for treason is charged per shot the women's revolution scares old men they hold on to a weapon, religions, a bank. just talking, looking greedy, worrying. Colonial power interests from west to north it's winter and war and I live in a constantly war-profitable area you are there, we are here, ruled by stupid ones You are strong, we are afraid of Syrian families in the blackmailable West, international rights are lilies that look beautiful and are still useful from time to time as long as the fight for Rojava remains alive. the patriarchate has an opponent, the system some headwind we are many and loud and always think of you if those who could don't want to, that's all we've got. fighter, the person who sacrifices himself to the mother, you do not leave us unavenged, fighter, fighter, at the hands of the bloodsuckers, fighter |