From the health center porch she looks to the North Where Nicaragua's enemies hide Polio crippled and maimed before things were changed Slowly they're turning the tide In the twilight she stands, with a rifle in hand And a memory of what used to be Now she's part of the unfinished revolution
Feudal landlords they've known seen overthrown Afghanistan comes into view Learning to read and to write is part of the fight But for her it's something that's new Down all of the years ashamed of her tears Imprisoned behind a black veil Now she's part of the unfinished revolution
Soldiers kicked down the door, called her a whore While he lingered in Castlereagh Internment tore them apart, brought her to the heart Of resistance in Belfast today Her struggle is long, it's hard to be strong She's determined deep down inside To be part of the unfinished revolution
She holds the key to the unfinished revolutionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
