Love this.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.
Hmmmm, odd.
Woah. I seriously thought me and my cousin were the only two people on the planet that know that song.
That is my spirit-song.Woah. I seriously thought me and my cousin were the only two people on the planet that know that song.
I knew there was a reason I liked you.
was checking that out the other day...good ol red fang.new red fang:
is this one of the guys from real estate....
Wooden Shjips/Moon Duo. There is another album out as well, and a third coming quite soon.is this one of the guys from real estate....
whoever it is....thanks....need to pass this along to some people....