Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Extend the hand of friendship to every refugee,
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Let the children grow up healthy, walking proud and living free.
Some are young, some are old, some are yellow, some are brown,
Some have suffered torture, some have seen their loved ones drown.
Diverse are their mother-tongues, but they are one in voice,
And all of them are here because they have no other choice.
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Extend the hand of friendship to every refugee,
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Let the children grow up healthy, walking proud and living free.
This land I call my homeland is not the land I know,
That land of opportunity and giving a fair go,
Where once folk came with nothing here and struggled to achieve,
But now we hunt them down with dogs and lock them up like thieves.
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Extend the hand of friendship to every refugee,
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Let the children grow up healthy, walking proud and living free
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Extend the hand of friendship to every refugee,
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Let the children grow up healthy, walking proud and living free.
Extend the hand of friendship to every refugee,
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Let the children grow up healthy, walking proud and living free.
Some are young, some are old, some are yellow, some are brown,
Some have suffered torture, some have seen their loved ones drown.
Diverse are their mother-tongues, but they are one in voice,
And all of them are here because they have no other choice.
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Extend the hand of friendship to every refugee,
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Let the children grow up healthy, walking proud and living free.
This land I call my homeland is not the land I know,
That land of opportunity and giving a fair go,
Where once folk came with nothing here and struggled to achieve,
But now we hunt them down with dogs and lock them up like thieves.
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Extend the hand of friendship to every refugee,
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Let the children grow up healthy, walking proud and living free
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Extend the hand of friendship to every refugee,
Let them be, let them be, let them be, let them be,
Let the children grow up healthy, walking proud and living free.
inviata da Marcia - 25/6/2008 - 10:44
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"Another day ... another "incident" at one of the desert concentration camps where refugees coming to Australia are kept isolated from their communities, in temperatures of 40o plus, deprived of even the most basic creature comforts, and subject to routine degradation and humiliation. Why can't we just let them be?" Peter Hicks