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Jane Birkin
Aung San Suu Kyi will be gone and
She’ll be on a T-shirt
The marketing’s good
Monks are dying
Soldier children crying
We’re playing bubbles
With four years old curls
Torture, drug deals
Finance our dreams
Why should we care?
The stock market’s good
Petrol’s booming
Generals’ wooing
Trucks are looming
In Rangoon
We know your faces
Come out and die
And welcome the
Tourist under the
Burmese sky
But tomorrow Christine and
Me’ll feels just the same
With our china tea
2008. "Amnesty report". Burma
The eighth to the eighth of eighty eight the people’s uprising was bloodily and brutally repressed by the military junte
Twenty years of prison and torture would follow
In 1990 Aung San Suu Kyi and her Democratic Party
Won the general election by eighty three per cent
In 1991 she won the Nobel peace price
Seventy thousand children are soldiers
Ten children out of a hundred don’t get to live to five years old
Aung San Suu Kyi will be gone and
She’ll be on a T-shirt
The marketing’s good
Monks are dying
Soldier children crying
We’re playing bubbles
With four years old curls
But tomorrow Christine and
Me will feel just the same
Maybe shed a tear in our china tea
But tomorrow the world will see
We did nothing for Aung San Suu Kyi
2008 Amnesty report, Burma :
Birma is one of the poorest countries in the world but one of the richest in jewels, drugs, teck, petrol, natural gas, Total’s pipe lines give the military junte more than a million dollars a day.
Birma has one of the worst records for child mortality and aids.
The international comity of the Red Cross withdrew from Burma because it could not fulfil its mission.
No one knows the numbers of the tortured, the numbers of the dead.
This song is dedicated to Aung San Suu Kyi, her democratic party,
the monks, the students, the people of Burma, the children.
This is a plea For Aung San Suu Kyi.
She’ll be on a T-shirt
The marketing’s good
Monks are dying
Soldier children crying
We’re playing bubbles
With four years old curls
Torture, drug deals
Finance our dreams
Why should we care?
The stock market’s good
Petrol’s booming
Generals’ wooing
Trucks are looming
In Rangoon
We know your faces
Come out and die
And welcome the
Tourist under the
Burmese sky
But tomorrow Christine and
Me’ll feels just the same
With our china tea
2008. "Amnesty report". Burma
The eighth to the eighth of eighty eight the people’s uprising was bloodily and brutally repressed by the military junte
Twenty years of prison and torture would follow
In 1990 Aung San Suu Kyi and her Democratic Party
Won the general election by eighty three per cent
In 1991 she won the Nobel peace price
Seventy thousand children are soldiers
Ten children out of a hundred don’t get to live to five years old
Aung San Suu Kyi will be gone and
She’ll be on a T-shirt
The marketing’s good
Monks are dying
Soldier children crying
We’re playing bubbles
With four years old curls
But tomorrow Christine and
Me will feel just the same
Maybe shed a tear in our china tea
But tomorrow the world will see
We did nothing for Aung San Suu Kyi
2008 Amnesty report, Burma :
Birma is one of the poorest countries in the world but one of the richest in jewels, drugs, teck, petrol, natural gas, Total’s pipe lines give the military junte more than a million dollars a day.
Birma has one of the worst records for child mortality and aids.
The international comity of the Red Cross withdrew from Burma because it could not fulfil its mission.
No one knows the numbers of the tortured, the numbers of the dead.
This song is dedicated to Aung San Suu Kyi, her democratic party,
the monks, the students, the people of Burma, the children.
This is a plea For Aung San Suu Kyi.
