2007.01.16. 09:32 Krap
New Model Army : Another Imperial Day
You could be there
on a dark october night
waiting for the moment to be
swimming 'cross the freezing river
holding a plastic bag of belongings just out of the water
climbing up the banks on the other side
hiding in the trees so cold
that you hardly show as a target
on the heat seeking gear of the border patrol
but you made it, you're another one over
sleeping on a bench in a railway station
in the heart of Europe
haven't eaten anything for two days straight
but where there is a will there's always gonna be a way
And every door is guarded
and every guard costs money
so the women are bought and kept and raped and sold as slaves
because the family borrowed from the man
and the man has always got to be repaid
for the deals of the borders and the fake IDs
and the stolen passports all locked away
While the women are working and gagging down on their knees
and somewhere in the back of terminal 3
in the clogged-up corridors of the imigration authorities
whole families with the wrong bits of paper
are waiting to be sent back to where they came from
escorted by officials out across the tarmac
with their wrist bound tight with cable ties behind their backs
It's dawn and there's fog in Rotterdam harbour
and the guard's on his break and the dogs are chained by the wire
three figures come out from behind the cranes
make across the train tracks
climb aboard a Panamanian freighter headed for the isle of grain
find a place to hide in a stack of containers
another payload of world trade because
goods are free to move but not people
oil is free to move but not people
jobs are free to move but not people
money is free to move but not people
And today they got a man hauled off a truck in the port of calais
we watch him in silence as they lead him away
clutching his battered suitcase
but his face betrays him, lost and scared and defeated
sitting in the back of the white port authority van
well, where do any of us come from, it's pretty hard to say
while high in the sky above us tonight
the bombers are heading the other way, south and east
into the blood red crimson sunrise of another imperial day
You could be there
on a dark october night
waiting for the moment to be
swimming 'cross the freezing river
holding a plastic bag of belongings just out of the water
climbing up the banks on the other side
hiding in the trees so cold
that you hardly show as a target
on the heat seeking gear of the border patrol
but you made it, you're another one over
sleeping on a bench in a railway station
in the heart of Europe
haven't eaten anything for two days straight
but where there is a will there's always gonna be a way
And every door is guarded
and every guard costs money
so the women are bought and kept and raped and sold as slaves
because the family borrowed from the man
and the man has always got to be repaid
for the deals of the borders and the fake IDs
and the stolen passports all locked away
While the women are working and gagging down on their knees
and somewhere in the back of terminal 3
in the clogged-up corridors of the imigration authorities
whole families with the wrong bits of paper
are waiting to be sent back to where they came from
escorted by officials out across the tarmac
with their wrist bound tight with cable ties behind their backs
It's dawn and there's fog in Rotterdam harbour
and the guard's on his break and the dogs are chained by the wire
three figures come out from behind the cranes
make across the train tracks
climb aboard a Panamanian freighter headed for the isle of grain
find a place to hide in a stack of containers
another payload of world trade because
goods are free to move but not people
oil is free to move but not people
jobs are free to move but not people
money is free to move but not people
And today they got a man hauled off a truck in the port of calais
we watch him in silence as they lead him away
clutching his battered suitcase
but his face betrays him, lost and scared and defeated
sitting in the back of the white port authority van
well, where do any of us come from, it's pretty hard to say
while high in the sky above us tonight
the bombers are heading the other way, south and east
into the blood red crimson sunrise of another imperial day
/2006./
Egy újabb birodalmi nap
Te is lehetnél ott egy sötét októberi éjen
Várnád a pillanatot, hogy átúszhass a jéghideg folyón
A víz fölé tartott reklámszatyornyi ingóságoddal,
Majd a túlsó partra kimászva a fák közé rejtőzöl
Annyira hidegen, hogy nem lát a határ-vadász
Hőérzékelő fegyvere.
De megcsináltad, egy újabb átjutott vagy.
Európa szívében egy állomás padján alszol,
Két napja nem ettél, de
Ahol a szándék megvan, ott mindig lesz megoldás is.
Minden ajtót őriznek, minden őrnek ára van
A nőket megvették, fogva tartották, megerőszakolták
És rabszolgának adták, mert a család kölcsönkért a tagtól
Akinek fizetni kell a határnál intézett dolgokért.
A hamis személyiket, a lopott útleveleket elzárták
Mialatt a nők melóznak és kussolnak (fordítsuk így)
Valahol a 3-as terminál hátsó részében
A bevándorlási hivatal tömött folyosóján
Komplett családok várnak rossz papírokkal,
Hogy a hatóságok hátrabilincselt kezekkel kivezessék őket
És visszaküldjék oda, ahonnan jöttek
Hajnal van, a rotterdami kikötő ködben áll,
Az őr szünetet tart, a kutyák megkötve
Három alak jön a daruk mögül át a síneken
Felszállnak a Panamai teherhajóra
Elrejtőznek a konténerek között
A világkereskedelem hasznos terhei ők (rakománya ?)
Mert a javak szabadon áramolhatnak, az emberek nem
Az olaj szabadon vándorolhat, az emberek nem
Munkahelyek szabadon mozoghatnak, az emberek nem
A pénz szabadon áramolhat, az emberek nem
Ma a calaisi kikötőben elkaptak egy férfit egy kamionon
Csöndben nézzük, amint elhurcolják,
Viharvert bőröndjét markolássza, de arckifejezése elárulja
Elveszve, riadtan, kudarcot vallottan
Ül a hatósági rabszállító hátsó ülésén
Hogy bármelyikünk honnan jött, meglehetősen nehéz megmondani.
Az égen ez alatt, magasan felettünk
A bombázók ma éjjel az ellenkező irányba tartanak
Délre és Keletre
Egy újabb birodalmi nap
vérvörös bíbor hajnala felé
/'angolosok' az eredetit olvassák, mert az az igazi !/
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2007.01.15. 11:32 Krap
Kecskemét-BSE
Kecskeméti KC - BSE-ESMA 50-74(11-21, 6-18, 24-18, 9-17)
BSE: Fűrész D. 5/3, Djelmis 13, Kosjár 7/3, ANDÓ 13/3, Horti 7. Cs: PAPP K. 10, Vukovics 12, Mansare 4, Vida 3/3, Szabó F. -, Halmai -.
