Αυτό είναι το τραγούδι για τους εξεγερμένους της Τουρκίας

21:24 2/6/2013 - Πηγή: Alfa Vita

ΚοινωνίαΤα παιδιά της πλατείας Ταξίμ έγιναν τραγούδι! Οι εξεγερμένοι της Τουρκίας έχουν στρέψει πάνω τους τα βλέμματα όλου του κόσμου. Και το τραγούδι με τίτλο #OccupyGezi Revolution Song και ήδη τον γύρο του διαδικτύου. Οι στίχοι του τραγουδιού είναι γραμμένοι στα αγγλικά. ΑΚΟΥΣΤΕ ΤΟ ΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΙ ΓΙΑ ΤΑ ΠΑΙΔΙΑ ΤΗΣ ΠΛΑΤΕΙΑΣ ΤΑΞΙΜ Οι αγγλικοί στίχοι του τραγουδιούSomething happening here, what it is ain't exactly clear, There's a man with tear gas

over there, spraying kids in Taksim squareIt's time we stop hey whats that sound, Everybody look what's going down, stop hey what's that sound, everybody look it's going down. Gas mask tears in streets every body comin taksimto save them trees,you can stop the metroyou can stop the buses, but you can't stop uscause we risin up itsarab spring, Turkish summer, people in the streets (sayin fuck big bother) media black out, Power not out You can burn the tents but you can't burn the light outStop face bookTwitter account50, 000 strong still growin now no doubt Storm troopers at the base of the statue, Blood on the streets who we who's that dude. We alive, bring the future, Fight for Ataturk, for evolution Something happening here, what it is ain't exactly clear, There's a man with tear gas over there, spraying kids in Taksim squareIt's time we stop hey whats that sound, Everybody look what's going down, stop hey what's that sound, everybody look it's going down. Malls and fascists,Gass more gasesWhile the people organize and we move more fastOccupy gezipeople so free. For not antishine so brightlyCover you face from the tear gas, cover your ass cause the past bout to come backBus drivers blockin the streets to block the policeyou can stop the 3g but can't stop the beats, you can't stop the free, let the camera rollWar in the palace peace to the streetschemical spray pepper in the in the sneeze Veil or no veil it's gas in the eyesPeople our people on the streets some die Blood on the face like the mask of the spider, Rubber bullet to the head it fires no lighter. Cameras and martyrs whose the freedom fighter? Taxis swallowed by the crowd in the fire.Signs in the spray paint, lines of the cops breathe in the gas with the mask but gasp don't stop... Αναρτήθηκε από Επιτροπή Αλληλεγγύης ΣτρατευμένωνTags: πλατεία ταξιμΤουρκία