How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
__________________
I had seven faces,Thought I knew which one to wear...
They call me clandestine For not having any papers!!
Solo voy con mi pena
Sola va mi condena
Correr es mi destino
Para burlar la ley
Perdido en el corazn
De la grande Babylon
Me dicen el clandestino
Por no llevar papel
Pa' una ciudad del norte
Yo me fui a trabajar
Mi vida la dej
Entre Ceuta y Gibraltar
Soy una raya en el mar
Fantasma en la ciudad
Mi vida va prohibida
Dice la autoridad
Solo voy con mi pena
Sola va mi condena
Correr es mi destino
Por no llevar papel
Perdido en el corazn
De la grande Babylon
Me dicen el clandestino
Yo soy el quiebra ley
Mano Negra clandestina
Peruano clandestino
Africano clandestino
Marijuana illegal
Solo voy con mi pena
Sola va mi condena
Correr es mi destino
Para burlar la ley
Perdido en el corazn
De la grande Babylon
Me dicen el clandestino
Por no llevar papel
Argelino, Clandestino!
Nigeriano, Clandestino!
Boliviano, Clandestino!
Mano Negra, Ilegal!
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(english Translation)
Alone I go with my sorrow
Alone goes my sentence
To run is my destiny
To escape the law
Lost in the heart of the great Babylon
They call me
clandestine
For not having any papers
To a city of the north
I went to work
I left my life
Between Ceuta and
Gibraltar
I’m a line in the sea
A ghost in the city
My life is forbidden
So says the authority
Alone I go with my sorrow
Alone goes my sentence
To run is my destiny
For having no papers
Lost in the heart
Of the great Babylon
They call me clandestine
I’m the lawbreaker
Black Hand clandestine
Peruvian clandestine
African clandestine
Marihuana illegal
Alone I go with my sorrow
Alone goes my sentence
To run is my destiny
To escape the law
Lost in the heart of the great Babylon
They call me
clandestine
For not having any papers
Algerian, Clandestine
Nigerian, Clandestine
Bolivian, Clandestine
Black Hand, Illegal
Pak kenge ka qe te jene kaq direkte per kete plage te gjithe botes e te vendit tone ne vecanti ... Manu Chao (megjithese s'kam ndonje preference te madhe per kete lloj muzike) eshte nje nga pioneret kur flitet per padrejtesite
Manu Chao - Clandestino
__________________ "Sono gli altri le strade, io sono una piazza, non porto in nessun posto, io sono un posto"
Regjistruar: 04/05/2007
Vendbanimi: Ne Ferrin e Dantes.
Mesazhe: 1106
Mesazh i keqperdorur!
9 vjet me pare,ne nje zyre te humbur te Misisagas,krejt papritur, nje polake,nje serb, nje bosnjiake dhe nje shqiptar vrapuan drejt radios.....Pastaj qeshen me njeri tjetrin dhe me te kaluaren e tyre nen regjime komuniste.
Ajo qe i kishte bere te brofnin nga tavolinat e tyre te punes ishte kjo kenge.
E krijuar 140 vjet me pare dhe e keqperdorur nga diktaturat.Nje kenge kunder Tiraneve dhe e perdorur nga Tiranet!!!!
Nje paradoks ishte te kenduarit e saj ne sheshin Tien Ian Men nga studentet qe qendronin para tankeve.Shtypi perendimor heshti per kete fakt.
Ouvriers, paysans, nous sommes
Le grand parti des travailleurs
La terre n'appartient qu'aux hommes
L'oisif ira loger ailleurs
Combien, de nos chairs se repaissent
Mais si les corbeaux, les vautours
Un de ces matins disparaissent
Le soleil brillera toujours.
S'eshte cudi qe U2 e Green Day u bashkuan per nje qellim humanitar ... Bono e ka rutine pune tashme
Ndersa ka mijera ushtare rreth e qark botes per "misione humanitare" e "misione shpetimi e demokracie" USA s'pati te tille per te ndihmuar veten e vet gjate uraganit Katrina ... Ndoshta New Orleans s'ishte aq i rendesishem sa ari i zi
U2 Feat Green Day-The Saint Are Coming
__________________ "Sono gli altri le strade, io sono una piazza, non porto in nessun posto, io sono un posto"
Mbase shumica e njohin si kenge te Green Day por ja qe s'eshte ... realizuar per te mbledhur ndihma per femijet e Darfurit eshte origjinale e John Lennon ...
S'dua te bej politike por s'arrij ta imagjinoj si John mund te bente kenge te tilla kur FBI dhe CIA e kishin nen vezhgim tashme ... nuk i behej shume vone mesa shoh
John Lennon - Working Class Hero
__________________ "Sono gli altri le strade, io sono una piazza, non porto in nessun posto, io sono un posto"
__________________ - Hene duam ne heshtje,ashtu siç jam mesuar edhe une te dashuroj,ne Heshtje..Dhe vendosem te jetojmë të ndarë dhe të dashurojmë në heshtje!Kjo ishte menyra e vetme për të qendruar sa me afer njëri-tjetrit ..ndonese jo me trup.. por me zemër!