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It Will Be Me (Ballad of Rachel Corrie)

T Fredric Jones
Langue: anglais




She sent a letter to her mother,
And she sent a letter to her father
And her sister and her brother, and her friends that she left
By the shores of the shining waters...(1).

I'll remain with these people a bit longer
I cannot leave them to suffer while I wander
And the children they need me to stay-
they're afraid of the night and the soldiers coming..

In the face of each child you see on the streets
It will be me, – it will be me.

In the laugh of each girl and the laugh of each boy
It will be me, – It will be me.

Please don't worry about my safety any longer
Don't you worry about my hurting any longer,
I'm no longer afraid, – No longer alone,
No longer wondering where I'm going.

I'm bound -to walk this road
There's danger all around the children of Palestine
It's all they've ever known...

But when I saw that father, sadly walking
Leading his children toward the snipers
"I tried to stand between them" -and the fire
From the "murderous towers"

And if one of these children ever is free
She will be me, – She will be me..
And if one of these children never knows peace
He will be me, – He will be me.

She sent a letter to her mother,
And she sent a letter to her father
And her sister and her brother and her friends that she left
By the shores of the shining waters...

I'll remain with these people a bit longer
I cannot leave them to suffer while I wander
And the children they need me to stay-
they're afraid of the night and the soldiers coming..

In the face of each child you see on the streets
It will be me, – it will be me.

In the laugh of each girl and the laugh of each boy
He will be me, – He will be me..
Notes

(1) As described in her letters regarding the waters near Puget Sound and her home in Olympia, Washington.



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