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Jacek Kaczmarski
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WallsWALLS
  
He was a young and fiery man,He had youth and vision,
In darkness we followed alongThey were a legion
His song it gave us the strength to fight,He aided them with the song,
As we prayed for the coming of dawn.Singing of a nearing dawn.
We all lit candles and bowed our heads,They lit a thousand candles for him,
Sang out together in handSmoke over their heads,
Singing the walls of this prison must tumble,He sang that it was time for the wall to fall,
They must return into sand.They sang together with him:
  
These prison walls that hold us stillPull the bars from the walls!
These whips and chains that break our willLoose the chains, break the whip!
The walls must tumble, tumble, tumble,And the walls will fall, fall fall!
We must bury this old world!And will bury the old world!
These prison walls that hold us stillPull the bars from the walls!
These whips and chains that break our willLoose the chains, break the whip!
The walls must tumble, tumble, tumbleAnd the walls will fall, fall fall!
We must bury this old world.And will bury the old world!
  
So soon the song burned within us,Soon they knew the song
A wordless tune aloneAnd melody by heart
The message of a brand new dawn,Carried the old words,
We shook from heart to soul.Shivers of heart and heads.
And so we played and sang and clapped,So they sung, they clapped to the rhythm,
Our hands like shots did applaudSounding like gunshots,
The chain weighed down, the dawn held back,And the chain was a burden, delayed was the dawn…
Yet still we played along.And he still sung and played:
  
These prison walls that hold us stillPull the bars from the walls!
These whips and chains that break our willLoose the chains, break the whip!
The walls must tumble, tumble, tumble,And the walls will fall, fall fall!
We must bury this old world!And will bury the old world!
These prison walls that hold us stillPull the bars from the walls!
These whips and chains that break our willLoose the chains, break the whip!
The walls must tumble, tumble, tumbleAnd the walls will fall, fall fall!
We must bury this old world.And will bury the old world!
  
Now brothers and sisters we knew we’d grown strongAnd they saw their numbers,
By the marching of thousands of feet,They felt the strength and the moment,
And we all sang a song to the coming of dawnAnd with the song that the dawn is near,
As we stood in the dark city street.They marched into the streets.
Shouting this one’s with us and this one’s against,They destroyed the monuments and cried out —
We toppled the statues of stone,He is with us! He is against us!
But the singer was strong and he raised up his song,Who's alone he is our worst enemy!
Even though he sang out alone:And the singer was also alone.
  
The even marching of the crowd,He looked at the steadily marching crowds,
The young and honest men brought downIn silence he listened to the thunder of their steps,
The walls are rising, rising, risingAnd the walls grew, grew, grew
Chains are swaying on the ground.The chain still bouncing at their feet…
The even marching of the crowd,He looks at the steadily marching crowds,
The young and honest men brought downIn silence he listens to the thunder of their steps,
The walls are rising, rising, risingAnd the walls grow, grow, grow
Chains are swaying on the ground.The chain still bouncing at their feet…


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