Aung San Suu Kyi Will be gone And she'll be on a T-shirt The marketing's good
Monks are dying Soldier children crying We're playing bubbles With four years old curls
Torture, drug deals Finance our dreams Why should we care? The stock market's good
Petrol's booming Generals' wooing Trucks are looming In Rangoon
We know your faces Come out and die And welcome the tourist Under the Burmese sky
But tomorrow Christine and me'll feels Just the same With our china tea
2008 Amnesty report Burma: The eighth to the eighth of eighty eight The people's uprising was bloodily And brutally repressed by the military junte Twenty years of prison and torture would follow In 1990 Aung San Suu Kyi and her Democratic Party Won the general election by eighty three per cent In 1991 she won the Nobel peace price Seventy thousand children are soldiers Ten children out of a hundred Don't get to live to five years old
Aung San Suu Kyi Will be gone And she'll be on a T-shirt The marketing's good
Monks are dying Soldier children crying We're playing bubbles With four years old curls
But tomorrow Christine and me will feel Just the same Maybe shed a tear In our china tea
But tomorrow The world will see We did nothing For Aung San Suu Kyi
2008 Amnesty report, Burma : Birma is one of the poorest countries in the world But one of the richest in jewels, Drugs, teck, petrol, natural gas Total's pipe lines give the military junte More than a million dollars a day Birma has one of the worst records For child mortality and aids The international comity of the Red Cross With drew from Burma Because it could not fulfil its mission No one knows the numbers of the tortured, The numbers of the dead
This song is dedicated to Aung San Suu Kyi, Her democratic party The monks, the students, The people of Burma, the children This is a plea For Aung San Suu Kyi.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
