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Full Trucker

Frikkin newb!!!
Feb 26, 2003
11,135
8,771
Exit, CO
First, a bit of context: today, my 8 years old son confronted religious fundamentalism for the first time. He got questioned by the mother of one of his school mates because he said he didn't believe in god. He was told he was soulless and empty, because his parents didn't raise him in a religion.

He didn't look too concerned about it when he told us what happened, but we still chose to explain him believing in science was a valid position, even at his young age. Then I recalled this song my leftist mother used to play when I was his age, and how it cemented my beliefs in mankind, education and knowledge as means to a better future for us all, instead of the numbness of relying on destiny or other abstract entities.


And here's an approximate English version of the lyrics:

The Stubborn
So that my icon won't be shattered.
So that I will be saved among uniques and odds.
So that I will get a place in their Parnasus.
So that they will give me a little corner in their altars.
They come to invite me to repent.
They come to invite me not to lose.
They come to invite me to undefine myself.
They come to invite me to so much shit.

I don't know what fate is.
Walking, I became what I am.
Let god be the one divine.
I'll die the way I lived.
I'll die the way I lived.

I want to keep defending lost causes.
I want to be more left than right.
I want to make a congress of the united.
I want to deeply pray a "Holy Son".
They'll say that being crazy is old fashioned.
They'll say that people is bad and not worthy,
but I'll keep dreaming being mischievous,
maybe, to multiply bread and fishes.
I don't know what fate is.
Walking, I became what I am.
Let god be the one divine.
I'll die the way I lived.
I'll die the way I lived.

I'll die the way I lived.
The way I lived.
I'll die the way I lived.
They say that they will drag me over rocks
when the revolution gets overthrown.
That they will smash my hands and mouth.
That they will take off my eyes and my clapper.
May it be that stubbornness was born with me.
The stubbornness of what is now stubborn.
The stubbornness of assuming there's an enemy.
The stubbornness of living without a price.

I don't know what fate is.
Walking, I became what I am.
Let god be the one divine.
I'll die the way I lived.
I'll die the way I lived.
Love this.
 

DaveW

Space Monkey
Jul 2, 2001
11,615
3,123
The bunker at parliament
As I slowly pack up and box up my house in prep to move next month, it's with awesome timing that this lil gem hove into view.
It's the perfect song for me at the mo and been quite addictive to listen to.

 

HardtailHack

used an iron once
Jan 20, 2009
7,746
7,093


How have I managed to never hear S.O.D? This is not far off forty years old and it is freakin' rad!
 
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