It's a long walk, long walk to freedom
It's a long walk, long walk to freedom
Freedom rises from the killing floor
No lock of iron or rivet can restrain the door
And no kind of army can hope to win a war
It's like trying to stop the rain or still the lion's roar
Long walk, long walk to freedom
It's a long walk, long walk to freedom
It's like trying to stop the whirlwind scattering seeds and spores
Like trying to stop the tin cans rapping out jailhouse semaphore
They know when your hands are manacled its your spirit that gets raw
It's not the small little patch of sky you see, as if your visions soar
Long walk, long walk to freedom
It's a long walk, long walk to freedom
When freedom arise from the killing floor
No lock of iron can restrain the door
Can't stop the rain nor lions that roar
No time for bad a-winters, scatter seeds and spore
Small part of sky, world visions of poor
Here six waves come, seventh break shore
Where the rock is heavy, come the purest ore
Like a looking at the future, what is in store
What's in store is what we got
What's in store is what we got
If the cameras of kind won't skip the human core
In townships of humanity there would be no poor
From where the rock is heavy comes the purest ore
At first six waves might break in the bay, the seventh breaks on the shore
It's a long road to freedom
It's a long road to freedom
It's a long road to freedom
It's a long road to freedom
4-6-6 6-4
4-6-6 6-4
4-6-6 6-4
4-6-6 6-4
4-6-6 6-4
4-6-6 6-4
It's a long walk, long walk to freedom
Freedom rises from the killing floor
No lock of iron or rivet can restrain the door
And no kind of army can hope to win a war
It's like trying to stop the rain or still the lion's roar
Long walk, long walk to freedom
It's a long walk, long walk to freedom
It's like trying to stop the whirlwind scattering seeds and spores
Like trying to stop the tin cans rapping out jailhouse semaphore
They know when your hands are manacled its your spirit that gets raw
It's not the small little patch of sky you see, as if your visions soar
Long walk, long walk to freedom
It's a long walk, long walk to freedom
When freedom arise from the killing floor
No lock of iron can restrain the door
Can't stop the rain nor lions that roar
No time for bad a-winters, scatter seeds and spore
Small part of sky, world visions of poor
Here six waves come, seventh break shore
Where the rock is heavy, come the purest ore
Like a looking at the future, what is in store
What's in store is what we got
What's in store is what we got
If the cameras of kind won't skip the human core
In townships of humanity there would be no poor
From where the rock is heavy comes the purest ore
At first six waves might break in the bay, the seventh breaks on the shore
It's a long road to freedom
It's a long road to freedom
It's a long road to freedom
It's a long road to freedom
4-6-6 6-4
4-6-6 6-4
4-6-6 6-4
4-6-6 6-4
4-6-6 6-4
4-6-6 6-4
envoyé par donquijote82 - 6/12/2013 - 13:09
Mi sa proprio che il 29-11-2003 il grande Joe strimpellatore non abbia potuto partecipare alla performance con Bono & co, se non in spirito. Forse bisognerebbe precisare meglio la storia di questa canzone
Lorenzo - 23/12/2017 - 01:13
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Mandela was imprisoned on Robben Island in 1964, and was the 466th prisoner to arrive that year. The prison administration's scheme of numbering prisoners was to follow the sequence number of the prisoner (466 in his case), with the last two digits of the year (64). The number was imposed on him by the prison for over 25 years, until his release in 1990. "Prisoner 46664" continues to be used as a reverential title for him. Shortly before Joe Strummer's death, he and U2's Bono co-wrote the song 46664 for Mandela as part of the campaign against AIDS in Africa.
Scritto poco prima della morte di Joe è un (bellissimo) brano reggae firmato Joe Strummer, Bono, Dave Stewart, ma eseguito da Bono, The Edge, David A. Stewart, Abdel Wright e Youssou N'Dour. Purtroppo Joe non ce la fece a partecipare....