Frank Waln - White War [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[john trudell sample]
"We have never really seen the war go away
I mean
If you're dying
If you're dying from the 7th cavalry's bullets
If you're dying from induced poverty and racism and class systems and sex systems
And you're dying from alcoholism and poverty
Or someone has come in now in the name of maximizing the profit
And they're getting you to work in the mines, the uranium mines
And you're dying from lung cancer and you're dying from the cancers and the diseases that come out of that
You're dying
It's the same as the bullet killing you
And I see it all as a war"
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On dusted plains
Songs that my people sing
Make me feel like I ain't gotta worry bout a thing
The ballad swings
Everyone treated like a king
Remember mother earth
And the teachings that she brings

But why I'm back
You'll find that
It's all related
It reminds that with purpose we're all created
But that's debated
Distorted by those who hated
On our beliefs
Cause we believed all things were sacred

The long-awaited
Seventh generation feels
The pain
Uranium drain from our black hills
Let it rain
Genocide won't pay the bills
I feel the shame
Suicidal thoughts give me chills

I can't escape that warming up with this smallpox blanket
While I see my mother get abused
I'm accused
Of a rebel
Cause I don't dance with the devil
I got these
Reservation blues

CHORUS

I bet their hearts drop when they hear these drums
And hear our songs now
Tired of being oppressed
We're standing strong now
You can't white wash me in this white war
You can't speak about people you don't fight for

Their hearts drop when they hear these drums
And hear our songs now
Tired of being oppressed
We're standing strong now
You can't white wash me in this white war
You can't speak about people you don't fight for

I'm a product
Of chaotic love
Planted in psychotic mud
A rose from rosebud
Who rose from haunted clubs
Hooked on phonics
Beating on my sonic drum
Addicted to my demons
And my melancholic drug

Self-hate on my sleeve
Self-destruction on my mind
Alone in this house I built with my beats constructed rhymes
I'm not allowed to leave
Until I deconstruct my mind
Historical trauma
Got my spirit stuck in time

Manifest destiny
Arrested all that is left for me
I used to be free in this land
But now I'm a refugee
In the name of progress
Presidents ordered the death of me
Shout out Lakota 38
I pray that you're blessing me

Resistance is natural
Ancestral energy
God has the survival
Decolonized memories
Apologies will never make amends for your colonies
America, you a bitch
Give us our sovereignty

[Chorus]

I bet their hearts drop when they hear these drums
And hear our songs now
Tired of being oppressed
We're standing strong now
You can't white wash me in this white war
You can't speak about people you don't fight for

Their hearts drop when they hear these drums
And hear our songs now
Tired of being oppressed
We're standing strong now
You can't white wash me in this white war
You can't speak about people you don't fight for

They say these wars never ended
Descended from the spirit
Singing songs of freedom
Our ghosts make you hear it

Genocide never ended
Descended from the spirit
Singing songs of truth
Their lives make you fear it

Way of life never ended
Descended from the spirit
Singing songs of freedom
Our ghosts make you hear it

Revolution never ended
Descended from the spirit
Singing songs of hope
Hoping my people hear it

[john trudell sample]
"and in order for that system to work
They have to mine our minds
To get at the essence of our spirit
The mining of the essence
The mining of the spirit
Mining our minds
The pollution from that
Is all of the neurotic, distorted, insecure behavior patterns that we develop
That's the pollution
But it's a disease
Lives and travels through the mind
Through the generations"