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Songs of My Country

I’m dying from cold
and my voice is angry
because at this gate of the river
they stabbed the sun
because at this gate of the river,
my country,
they stabbed the sun
oh, my country, my country, my country

This land has a name
from the sea to the mountains
how can I tell my people
what’s happening in this land
but how can I tell my people
what’s happening in this land
oh, my country, my country, my country

I’m not a man of many words
and there is very little to tell
things are telling their own story
you only need to know how to look
things are telling their own story
you only need to know how to look

And then when I sing
they call it a protest
how can I tell what’s happening
to my people and their poverty
how can I tell what’s happening,
my country,
to my people and their sadness
oh, my country, my country, my country

Oh, my country, my country, the land of clouds
full of smoke and alcohol
how can I tell my people
what I think of you
but how can tell my people,
my country,
what I think of you

They founded my motherland
by coups and blows
how many voices were silenced
by bullets and machetes
but how many voices were silenced,
my country,
by bullets and machetes
oh, my country. . . .


This video about Colombia was made by OkupemLesOnes, a creator of social movement radio and television programs in Barcelona.  For more OkupemLesOnes videos, visit <okupemlesones.blip.tv/>.  The video is set to the song “Coplas de mi país” [Songs of My Country] performed by Piero.  Translation by Yoshie Furuhashi (@yoshiefuruhashi | yoshie.furuhashi [at] gmail.com).



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