Non ci sono parole per descrivere il cordoglio, verso un grande uomo che se n'è andato. Un uomo che ha contribuito a mettere più di una crepa in un sistema di valori bacati, basato sulla razza, sulla guerra fratricida tra esseri umani, sulla crudeltà di chi sente superiore in quanto stirpe eletta. Valori bacati che hanno abbondantemente intaccato la serenità e spezzato le vite di milioni di persone, in Africa, come in Europa, nel ventesimo secolo. Tenere alta la guardia perchè certe mentalità, ancora ampiamente presenti non possano trovare terreno per proliferare di nuovo. Sempre.
R.i.p. Nelson.
Until the philosophy which holds one race.
Superior and another inferior.
Is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned.
Everywhere is war, me say war.
That until there are no longer first class
and second class citizens of any nation.
Until the colour of a man's skin
is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes
me say war.
That until the basic human rights are equally
guaranteed to all, without regard to race
dis a war
That until that day
the dream of lasting peace, world citizenship
rule of international morality.
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion
to be pursued, but never attained.
Now everywhere is war, war
And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
That hold our brothers in Angola, in Mozambique,
South Africa sub-human bondage
Have been toppled, utterly destroyed
Well, everywehre is war, me say war
War in the east, war in the west
War up north, war down south
War, war, rumours of war
And until that day, the African continent
will not know peace, we Africans will fight
We find it necessary and we know we shall win
as we are confident in the victory
Of good over evil, good over evil, good over evil
good over evil, good over evil, good over evil.
Superior and another inferior.
Is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned.
Everywhere is war, me say war.
That until there are no longer first class
and second class citizens of any nation.
Until the colour of a man's skin
is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes
me say war.
That until the basic human rights are equally
guaranteed to all, without regard to race
dis a war
That until that day
the dream of lasting peace, world citizenship
rule of international morality.
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion
to be pursued, but never attained.
Now everywhere is war, war
And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
That hold our brothers in Angola, in Mozambique,
South Africa sub-human bondage
Have been toppled, utterly destroyed
Well, everywehre is war, me say war
War in the east, war in the west
War up north, war down south
War, war, rumours of war
And until that day, the African continent
will not know peace, we Africans will fight
We find it necessary and we know we shall win
as we are confident in the victory
Of good over evil, good over evil, good over evil
good over evil, good over evil, good over evil.
