Tanto per ribadire come è andta veramente e che gente sono:
"Ramon Acìn, anarchico convinto, dava lezioni di disegno agli operai, la sera. Nel 1936, quando inziò la guerra, un gruppo armato di estrema destra si presentò per arrestarlo, a Huesca. Riuscì a squagliarsela. I fascisti allora catturarono sua moglie, dicendo che l'avebbero fucilata se Acìn non si fosse costituito. Il giorno dopo si costituì.
Li fucilarono entrambi."
Luis Bùnuel, Dei miei sospiri estemi.
Possibile che io mi ripeta, ma mai abbastanza.
"If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next"
The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Gravity keeps my head down
Or is it maybe shame
At being so young and being so vain
Holes in your head today
But I'm a pacifist
I've walked La Ramblas
But not with real intent
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
And on the street tonight an old man plays
With newspaper cuttings of his glory days
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Gravity keeps my head down
Or is it maybe shame
At being so young and being so vain
Holes in your head today
But I'm a pacifist
I've walked La Ramblas
But not with real intent
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
And on the street tonight an old man plays
With newspaper cuttings of his glory days
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
2 commenti:
com'è "spesso" il significato di questa canzone, in Italia, di questi periodi.
speriamo sia meno spesso...
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