Avis d’ORdure émission # 690 (feat. s+g)"vous n’avez pas le monopole du jardin, l’esprit castrais, ni argument ni anecdote..." /// mais pas que..
Avec comme en scred playlist :
– Ostavka (brittany)
Avec comme floraisons aka jardin playlist :
– Travelers all stars- don’t give up (mexico)
– МАЯК- Косая клетка (Москва, Russian Federation)
Avec comme fip débat autour du col roulé vs annie cordy Lorem Ipsum (lille) vs anne sylvestre :
– el banda- Znak Niepokoju (Warsaw, Poland)
...Don’t go outside, don’t go, ‘cause they’ll kill you in the name of the pure ones Don’t trust, don’t trust, for they’ll mock you in the name of the pure ones They will wipe you out in the name of the father and son We pass as the ones who approve Pass the sign of no peace In the hundredth year of pregnancy and malice Pass the sign of…. In the hundredth year of pregnancy and malice Warsaw – a Turkish girl, Wrocław – Pakistani Łódź – Gambian, Białystok – Ghanese Zabrze – Algierian, Poznań – Saudi, Gliwice – Congolese, Świdwin – Pakistani Ełk – Egyptian, Lublin – Saudi Maybe there’s no fear beyond the gate of death Maybe time makes no difference out there And warm sleep braids the roots… Pass the sign of war, angst, unrest In tthe hundredth year of fertility/pregnancy and malice Pass the sign of…. In the hundredth year of fertility/ pregnancy and malice Węgajty – Moroccan, Radom – Indian people Bydgoszcz – Bulgarians, Rybnik – Senegalese, Kędzierzyn – Romanies, Lubawa – Tunisian, Katowice – Ukrainians, Częstochowa – Indian people, Piaseczno – Iranian, Szczecin - Turks, Kraków – Tunisian Don’t go outside, don’t go, ‘cause they’ll kill you in the name of the pure ones Don’t trust, don’t trust, for they’ll mock you in the name of the pure ones They will wipe you out in the name of the father and son We pass as the ones who approve...
interlude -malicorne- Marions les roses (chant de quête)
– Rosa Parks- Dítě v labyrintu // CHILD IN THE LABYRINTH (Orlová, Czech Republic)
Čas beze smyslu, jen bolest zas a znova – vyjádřit nelze, slova jsou jenom slova prázdná.
Slova jsou jenom slova – a bolest zas a znova.
Vymanit se z kruhu je marné snažení uvnitř kruhu zanikají prosby o vyslyšení.
Dítě v labyrintu, ze kterého únik není, točit se v kruhu a doufat v zapomnění.
Rozbít se na padrť a setřít prach, to co však zůstává, je bolest a strach.
Rozbít se na padrť a smést prach, to co však zůstane je prázdnota a strach.
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Time without meaning
Only pain over and over again
It cannot be expressed
Words are just empty
Words are just words, and pain, again and again
Breaking out of the circle is a futile endeavor
Within the circle of pleas for interrogation
A child in a labyrinth from which there is no escape
Spinning in a circle and hoping for oblivion
Break into pieces and brush the dust
but what remains is pain and fear
Smash to pieces and sweep the dust
but what is left is emptiness and fear.
Avec comme tchek playlist :
– Misantropic- Fragmentation (Umeå, Sweden)
FRAGMENTATION We stab each other in the back, talk shit and fuck shit up They laugh at us the bastards, our fractions is their luck. And as they grow in numbers they also grow in strength, while leftist keyboard warriors keep fighting amongst themselves. So fuck you and your pietism I´ll never join no sect I´ll speak my mind, and so should you Keep question and object But we need to come together and tear down these fucking walls United we will stand Divided we will fall FRAGMENTATION We´ve seen this shit before we turn against each other and lose the fucking war FRAGMENTATION We´ve seen this shit before face the fucking music : were losing the fucking war We stab each other in the back, talk shit and fuck shit up They laugh at us the bastards our fractions is their luck And as they grow in numbers they also grow in strength while leftist keyboard warriors keep fighting amongst themselves So pull the plug and hit the streets Don’t let them take the lead Distraction by these smaller things is the last thing that we need They got the guns, but we got the numbers and we are fucking right Unite unite unite and fight tomorrow belongs to us FRAGMENTATION We´ve seen this shit before we turn against each other and lose the fucking war FRAGMENTATION We´ve seen this shit before face the fucking music : were losing the fucking war Unite and fight !
– Cätärro- Dance Império Dance (Mossoró, Brazil) + en mode sabotage karaoké
– Fértil Miseria - Cerebros castrados (x2) (Colombia)
– THE FLEAS - Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba (uk)
– TO WHAT END ? - Set Them Free (x2) (Stockholm)
For the sake of "justice" Freedom have been silenced And thrown behind bars to make sure Our children are safe Somewhere, but not there There are people who care And we will be there until the last Victim of this system is free ! Safe ? From what if I may ask ? From the state murderers who kill Our free minds ? This so called "freedom of speech" Is only for those who do not speak Somewhere, but not there There are people who care And we will be there until the last Victim of this system is free ! Set them free !