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Music “Marea Negra” by Bachar Mar-Khalifé (bacharkhalife.com)
Video by Wael Noureddine / Original Text by Ibrahim Qashoush
Mr President, you lie, fuck your speech, freedom is knocking at the door, get lost!
Mr General, don’t show off, you’re facing imminent sentencing, go to hell with your army, get lost traitor!
Petty tyrant, agent of capitalism, don’t look down on the good people, get lost traitor!
Hey Mr minister, you’re going round in circles, you’ll pay with your blood, go to hell with your big-shot party, get lost traitor!
Prince, you can go to hell with those who salute you, no, I won’t kiss you anywhere, get lost traitor!
You can go to hell with those who salute you, my eyes will ignore you, get lost traitor!
Insignificant little Prince, agent of capitalism, don’t look down on the good people, get lost traitor!
Oh King, you can go to hell with those who salute you, I won’t kiss you anywhere, get lost traitor!
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From Syria that has been being slaughtered for 20 months!!!
A real story – Michel Kilo – one of the old opposition of Assad and has spent long time in the prison. He lives now in Paris. He told this story on one interview last weekWhen I was in the prison in a single cell in the time of Hafez Al-Assad, one jailer was nicer with me (nicer means an apple every week, or hair brush).
A real story – Michel Kilo – one of the old opposition of Assad and has spent long time in the prison. He lives now in Paris. He told this story on one interview last weekWhen I was in the prison in a single cell in the time of Hafez Al-Assad, one jailer was nicer with me (nicer means an apple every week, or hair brush).
One time this jailer took me to other cell in the same floor (underground) and asked me to tell a story to a kid!! I was then inside one cell, a scary woman was there, terrified of any shade… and a boy around 4 years old… yes a child was born there and still there
I tried to relax the mother but now way, then I began talking to the kid and telling a story.
I said: there was a bird
The kid asked: what is bird?
I stopped my tears and continued: and there was a tree!
The kid asked again: what is tree?
Oh, people would how you tell a kid a story and he saw in his 4 years only his mother, the jailor, and the darkness of the prison?….
I knew later that the woman was a hostage because her father escaped Syria and she should stay until he is back…
I tried to relax the mother but now way, then I began talking to the kid and telling a story.
I said: there was a bird
The kid asked: what is bird?
I stopped my tears and continued: and there was a tree!
The kid asked again: what is tree?
Oh, people would how you tell a kid a story and he saw in his 4 years only his mother, the jailor, and the darkness of the prison?….
I knew later that the woman was a hostage because her father escaped Syria and she should stay until he is back…
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