David Rovics
Lingua: Inglese

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(David Rovics)
Privilegierad man
(Kjell Höglund)

Lyrics and Music by David Rovics
Album: Ten Thousand Miles Away


A song for one of the hundreds of would-be Mexican immigrants who die of thirst on the US-Mexico border every year..
I was raised in Guanajuato
That's where I was born
For a thousand years that's where
My family grew the corn.
Farming's what we lived by
And farming's all we knew
Then the government signed Nafta
And our farming days were through..

I had to leave the village
There was no other way
I had to find work somewhere
Or starve if I should stay
In Ciudad de Mexico
I tried to survive
But the colonias were full
And there was no work to stay alive..

I went to Tijuana
The Maquila factories
Saw people living by the sewage
Dying on their knees
It was then in desperation
I knew I had to go,
Leave the country I was born in
The only one I know..

Cross the unknown deserts
To the other side
Around the wall that stretches on
A hundred miles wide.
I trudged on for days
Don't know how far I got
But I never knew in all my life
The sun could be so hot..

My feet had turned to blisters
My water bag run dry
I thought about mi madrecita
As I looked up at the sky
I lay down for the last time
Parched upon the ground..
Maybe someday
My body will be found.

Eaten by the vultures
Bones bleached in the sun
Maybe I'll go to Heaven
If there is one
And I guess someone in California
Who wants to make their fields green
Is gonna have to find another Mexican
To keep their dishes clean..

And globalization is good for you
If you do it well
Just close those schools and hospitals
And sign this contract here with Shell
And tell those labor leaders and protesters
To go walk the plank
Three cheers for the IMF
And the World Bank

If the idea of democracy
Had a pleasant ring
We'll help you realize that dictatorship
Is really just the thing
This self-determination
Is all a silly fuss
A billion dollars in your pocket
Says just listen to us.

'Cause globalization is good for you
Even if the people disagree
They'll take their orders from you
As you take yours from DC
Now don't forget to pack the prisons
And to watch your flank
Let's hear it for the IMF
And the World Bank.

inviata da giorgio - 18/8/2010 - 08:44

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