SOME WORDS OF MANU CHAO

Manu sez:

 

That which i have read about my friend

Fermin Maguruza

those days in certain papers scandalized me profoundly.

The portrait it wants to give

of the character is

really totally caricaturizaed,

tendencied, besides

in the total opposite of the true person

with who i sing and share a stage every day

 

In the face of the aggresive attacks,

hostile and injust, to which

he is submitted

Fermin knows that he can count

on all my strength and support.

The spectacle Jai/Alai Katumbi Express

always was and will be unique and indivisible!

 

...Radio Bemba not welcome in the city...

Accused of promoting assassinations,

of being defenders of terrorism

most bloodthirsty, and I dont know how many more idiocies...

If it cant try with better words

all should become simply a

ridiculous joke, absurd, boring...

words in the wind, carried by the current...

But in this precise case the accusations hurt... and offend.

They hurt and they offend

because they distort

and they torture

our public image

and our most profound ideals

 

I was born in Paris

I grew up in a republic

and if that republic showed me something

it is that all of us

are born equal,

and that my liberty

ends there where begins

that of the neighbours.

I have it clearly.

And that implies a permanent denial

of whatever

form of intentional

or gratuitous violence

to another person.

 

Also i think and feel

that this world has shot itself...

...in one without the end of violence every day

more terrible for being absurd...

definitively absurd and without a way out...

...what's the way out for the crises in Irak now?

Nobody knows!

Whats the way out for the crises in Euskadi (Basque)?

Nobody knows!

Nor I!

Maybe giving it

the opportunity

of a word.

And no, like well said,

Vazquez Montalban,

intending to extinguish the fire,

throws more gasoline on it.

It's all a muddle!

We're all kneaded

into a huge meringue!

And I ask myself:

Who cares

in what may have so much of a mess?

Who takes out roasted potatoes

when all take thorns?

Who needs to disestablish it all?

Who needs to repress, in order to better reign...

In order to better earn, more money, in the short-term,

like the badly-educated... without thinking of anything else...

... nor in the future of their own kids?

 

...the only thing that i know and that frightens me,

is that the majority of those that govern us

are of that suicidal nature for whatever

humanly fraternal solution... in Basque,

like in Spain or in the best part of the rest of the known world...

 

and so i take my leave...

...thanks for the attention...

...we'll see each other on the road...

...seeking an ideal...

...every day more difficult to achieve...

... the thing is screwed...

...it's necessary to be attentive...

...Democracy shakes above...

...they come for one...

...and nobody says anything...

...they come for another...

...and nobody says anything...

...or so little...

...those that bit by bit suffer the traps...

...every day more vulgar...

...in their own flesh...

 

...and although we may be much the majority...

...like against that absurd war...

...nor do they listen to us...

...with all prepotency...

...they shit on us a silver lining...

...they invade us by the inlets...

...discrediting...

...drowning in lies...

...desocializing...

...dividing the society...

 

...they close the newspapers in Euskadi...

...and puke us more lies...

...that we are in danger...

...because of a lack of repression!...

...that all those who don't think like them...

...we are all dangerous terrorists

 

...old times are IN RETURN

 

the same old times,

same rancid winds,

that made instead of being born in Bilbao or Galicia

...i might have to had been born in Paris

far from my deep roots

 

In order to follow with what pained me,

i would like for us, like radio Bemba,

to ask our forgiveness

from the people of Malaga and Murcia

for not being able to present

this tuesday and next friday

our spectacular

Jai/Alai Katumbi Express

for reasons

totally contrary

to our will.

At the next time we'll see each other.

Soon will come better times.

May we be ready.

next station: Hope.

 

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