Flobots — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Anne Braden
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Paroles
What I’ve realized since is That it’s a very painful process but it is not destructive.
It’s the world deliberation.
And what really happened in the sixties
Was that this country took just the first step
Toward admitting that it had been wrong on race,
And creativity burst out in all directions.
From the color of the faces in Sunday songs
To the hatred they raised all the youngsters on Once upon a time in this country, long ago
She knew there was something wrong
Because the song said «yellow, red, black, and white
Every one precious in the path of Christ»
But what about the daughter
Of the woman cleaning their house?
Wasn’t she a child they were singin' about?
And if Jesus loves us, black and white skin
Why didn’t her white mother invite them in?
When did it become a room for no blacks to step in?
How did she already know not to ask the question?
Left lasting impressions
Adolescent’s comfort’s gone
She never thought things would ever change,
But she always knew there was something wrong.
Always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
Years later, she found herself
Mississippi bound to help
Stop the legalized lynching of Mr. Willy McGee.
But they couldn’t stop it,
So they thought that they’d talk to the governor about what’d happened
And say, «We're tired of being used as an excuse to kill black men.»
But the cops wouldn’t let 'em past
And these women, they struck 'em as uppity
So they hauled 'em all off to jail
And they called in protective custody.
Then from her cell
She heard her jailers
Grumblin' about «outsiders».
When she called 'em out
And said she was from the south, they shouted,
«Why is a nice, Southern lady makin' trouble
For the governor? «She said, «I guess I’m not your type of lady,
And I guess I’m not your type of Southerner,
But before you call me traitor,
Well it’s plain as just to say
I was a child in Mississippi
But I’m ashamed of it today.»
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
And, all of a sudden, I realized I was on the other side
Imagine the world that you’re standing within
All of your neighbors, they’re family-friends.
How would you cope facing the fact
The flesh on their hands was tainted with sin?
She faced this every day.
People she saw on a regular basis;
People she loved, in several cases;
People she knew were incredibly racist.
It was painful, but she never stopped loving them,
Never stopped callin' their names
And she never stopped being a Southern woman
And she never stopped fighting for change.
And she saw that her struggle was
In the tradition of ancestors never aware of her
It continues today:
The soul of a Southerner
Born of the other America.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
What you win in the immediate battles is little compared to the effort you put
into it But if you see that as a part of this total movement to build a new world,
You know what cathedral you’re building when you put your stone in.
You do have a choice.
You don’t have to be a part of the world of the lynchers.
You can join the other America. There is another America!
Traduction des paroles
Mais j'ai honte de lui aujourd'hui.»
Elle a toujours su qu'il y avait quelque chose de mal.
Elle a toujours su qu'il y avait quelque chose de mal.
Elle a toujours su qu'il y avait quelque chose de mal.
Elle a toujours su qu'il y avait quelque chose de mal.
Et, tout d'un coup, j'ai réalisé que j'étais de l'autre côté
Imaginez le monde dans lequel vous vous tenez
Tous tes voisins sont des amis de la famille.
Quelle serait votre attitude face à la réalité
La chair sur leurs mains était entachée de péché?
Elle a fait face à cela tous les jours.
Les gens qu'elle voyait sur une base régulière;
Les gens qu'elle aimait, dans plusieurs cas;
Les gens qu'elle connaissait étaient incroyablement raciste.
C'était douloureux, mais elle n'a jamais cessé de les aimer,
Ils n'ont jamais cessé d'appeler leurs noms
Et elle n'a jamais cessé d'être une femme du Sud
Et elle n'a jamais cessé de se battre pour le changement.
Et elle a vu que sa lutte était
Dans la tradition des ancêtres jamais au courant d'elle
Elle se poursuit aujourd'hui:
L'âme d'un homme du Sud
Né de l'autre Amérique.
Elle a toujours su qu'il y avait quelque chose de mal.
Elle a toujours su qu'il y avait quelque chose de mal.
Elle a toujours su qu'il y avait quelque chose de mal.
Elle a toujours su qu'il y avait quelque chose de mal.
Ce que vous gagnez dans les batailles immédiates est peu comparé à l'effort que vous mettez
en elle mais si vous voyez que dans le cadre de ce mouvement total pour construire un nouveau monde,
Vous savez quelle cathédrale vous construisez quand vous mettez votre pierre dans.
Vous avez le choix.
Vous n'avez pas à faire partie du monde des lynchers.
Vous pouvez vous joindre à l'autre de l'Amérique. Il y a une autre Amérique!