Previously unreleased

 
Words & Music
by B. Blanke
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


I'm watching TV

I see thousands of refugees
Fleeing the war and poverty
They are searching for freedom and peace
I see them drowning in the sea
   I see thousands of refugees
   Searching for a place to live
   Penned up in a refugee camp
   Scared and half famished
      I see desperate daddies and moms
      In search of their daughters and sons
      They’re digging in the ruins of their homes
      Of their houses destroyed by drones
         And I see women and men
         And I see babies and children
         Buried under the ruins of hospitals
         Destroyed by missiles and drones

     And I’m sitting at home, I’m watching TV
     I’m watching the news of the week

I see children and babies
With emaciated bodies
And their arms and legs
Are thin as matches
   They got distended bellies
   They got sunken cheeks
   They got wide open eyes
   They are too faint to cry
      I see them dying in the arms
      Of their desperate moms
      Moms, who got nothing to give
      Then prayers and tears

     And I’m sitting by the meal, while I’m watchingTV
     I’m watching the news of the week

I see the feverish faces of babies
They are dying of simple diseases
They are dying of underfeeding
In the arms of their moms
   Moms who got no medicine
   No clean water for their babies
   Not enough food
   To keep their babies healthy
      I see thousands of people
      Demonstrating for freedom and peace
      And I see them dying in the hail
      Of the bullets of the police
         I see thousands of people
         Demonstrating for freedom of expression
         See the down dashing night sticks of the police
         I see the blood on the streets

     And then I change the channel of the TV
     And I see white yachts on the sea

     And I see the wealthy / with their luxury
     They flaunt their richnessshamelessly

They light up their thousand-dollar cigars
With thousand-dollar notes
They slurp a thousand-dollar champagne
Out of navels of costly sluts
   They buy diamond rings
   They buy politicians
   They buy whole countries
   With tons of money
      And they put millions of dollars
      And they gamble for the world
      And they draw the borders of countries
      After their fancy
         And they get more and more rich
         At the cost of poor women and men
         And they flaunt their luxury
         Shamelessly

     And I switch of the TV, / I’m feeling tired
     And I go to sleep – good night


Translation: german flag