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from Yothu Yindi - Wild Honey-Birrkuta (1996)
I saw a man in my dream, calling out, in the Timorese language,
he was gripped by, an iron claw, defining the pain and agony, he cried out straight from the heart. Freedom for East Timor, nothing less and nothing more, freedom for East Timor. Like the Yolngu people, calling out for a change, they fought for their rights, not to be divided, same movement we hear, same feelings we share, to see our own people dying, while our mothers are crying, it's been a cry, straight from the heart. Freedom for East Timor, nothing less and nothing more, freedom for East Timor. I'm a prisoner in my own land, why do one rule and others suffer, is this justice? Is this justice? Is this justice? Like the Chechens and the West Irians, they have one thing in common, they are fighting for freedom, why do we have to surer, just to live our life in peace, you can hear our cry, it's coming straight from our heart I'm a prisoner in my own land, why do one rule and others suffer, is this justice? Is this justice? Is this justice? is this justice? Is this justice? justice? justice? |
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from Yothu Yindi - Wild Honey-Birrkuta (1996)
Monday morning got to get up, looking for work wherever he can,
Tuesday morning buys a cheap car, Wednesday morning got to get away, car won't go but he won't give up. Walk around towna|.. walk around towna|... it's a matter of choice, it's a matter of choice, Walk around town, matter of choice. Thursday morning talks to a friend, tells him there's a job on a building site, someone somewhere can't get a job, in this land called Australia. Message to the people in the big smoke, give'm a hand give'm some hope. Walk around towna|.. walk around towna|.. it's a matter of choice, matter of choice, Walk around town, matter of choice. Friday morning sun arise, open his mind open his eyes, used to word stock but it's over now, income for him no income for her, got no money the jobless one, just gets tougher but they won't give up. Walk around towna|..walk around towna|.. it's a matter of choice, matter of choice, Walk around town, matter of choice. Walk around town, it's a matter of choice. Walk around town, it's a matter of choice. it's a matter of choice. it's a matter of choice. |
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from Yothu Yindi - Wild Honey-Birrkuta (1996)
Everyone is happy, people feeling good.
Dancing in the town and on the street in my neighbourhood. So we walk outside take a little ride down to the beach on a low tide, and watch the sun come up. Complicated situations outright war in many nations. Gotta stop that. Gotta stop that. Yeah and the garbage that's left behind, industry, religion and crime. Gotta stop that oh we gotta stop that. Aahhh ah ah ah la la la la la lala la la Yakka diyandubala a" yakka yallala, yakka diuangubala a" yakka yallala Move into the future who knows what we get. Hundred dollars richer or a million dollars debt. Were we at a party. Was it just a dream? All the worlds around us and nothing in between. With a love like that the planets stood still and whispered, in my ear you'd better stop that you'd better stop that. Yeah don't look now they're doin't it again. The trees have disappeared. Gotta stop that gotta stop that. Right now. |
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from Yothu Yindi - Wild Honey-Birrkuta (1996)
Spirit of peace, spirit of love, our spirit is the spirit of peace.
Spirit of peace, spirit of love, our spirit is the spirit of love. This is our gift for five hundred years. This is our gift for five hundred years ago. Spirit of peace, spirit of love, our spirit is the spirit of peace. Spirit of peace, Spirit of love, our spirit is the spirit of love. This is our gift for five hundred years. This is our gift for five hundred years ago. |
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