You were born alone. Then From your innocence we were torn and thrown into an Unjust world that you inherited. But Where your heart is is where you call a home
In the midst of a violent era You have the nerve to defy the terror. And Fight the better fight, you have a right to get it right cause Life shouldn't depend on trial and error Nor should it depend on the ruthless clashing Claiming generations of youth assassins. They all can talk and say you ought to walk away but "Struggle" is just the name for fruitless passion. You can Picture how the world could potentially be and Believe that's a day you'll eventually see Or you can accept the unacceptable, not Expect all to change and pretend to be free. What To do? Do you fold? Do you Back down, do as you're told? Fade to the Background, in the face of a crackdown Aimed at you and your own?
27 years is a long time to hope 27 years is a long time to pray 27 years is 27 reasons for me to stand here with a strong mind today cause I can't claim to have faith if I Only believe when it's safe You lost everything, everything but the will to live, the Will to persevere and still forgive...
Sometimes I wonder if they knew they were wrong. You Weren't a convict but you were convicted Sometimes I wonder if you knew all along, cause Even in conflict you weren't conflicted, see Just like me, you were born alone but what you Did for the place you called a home Laid foundations for the future, you were the Rock that became a cornerstone
In the midst of a violent era, the Hardest thing is to defy the terror Life shouldn't depend on trial and error Your Mandela is my MandelaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
