Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Oh Jerusalem!! (Jebus / Salem / Al-Quds / Yerushalaim)

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Oh Jerusalem! let me understand
Your name means city of peace
But your wars seems to have no end
you suppose to unify
Instead, year after year there’s only fight

The greatest people had kissed your lands
From the Jebusites, to the Ottomans
Kings, God’s son and prophets did as well so
For them as for us you’re heavens door
You used to be open to all our souls
Now they jailed you, surrounded by these walls
Escape from your captivity, fight like a lion
God dwelled always in your lands, oh great Zion!!

Oh Jerusalem! International place of peace
The way that they’re treating you, leave me just amazed
David, Solomon, Jesus and Mohammed contacted through you to God
Once open way to heaven, now you became a clog
Resurrect from your ashes, as you did in the past
Do not give up your hopes. Unify all of us
The only remedy to avoid the mass destruction
Due to wars for clashes of religion

Oh Jerusalem! If you could become an Eden
Where we all worship unified in harmony
Save yourself from been door to hell
Save yourself and save the whole humanity
Oh Jerusalem, why you have to become ‘capital of Israel’
You should be capital of the humanity, not only of them
You are Jew, Christian
and Muslim too
But the greediness and gold is destroying you
Oh Jerusalem! holy land to be worship
Clean your face, soon resurrect and sing for victory.

God’s Son ®

Abracem

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Tanca els ulls, obre els braços
Tanca els llavis, obre el teu cor
Oblida la realitat per un moment i fes-me l’amor

Fem l’amor sense despullar-nos
Diguem-nos t’estimo sense parla
Abracem i fes-me sentir com l’amor pot cremar

Besa’m amb els teus braços
Acaricia la meva espatlla
No et despullis no parlis, fem l’amor
tan sols acariciant els nostres cossos

abracem, cremem a poc a poc en els teus braços
demostre’m com m’estimes, això es cosa de dos
escalfem, cremem, abracem
fes-me enamora una vegada més del teu encant

I amb una abraçada, diguem-nos tot el que no ens podem dir
No diguem res, callem, No diguis res, tan sols recordem
El nostre amor encara es tant intens com ahir

Acariciem, escalfem, recordem, cremem i abracem
El teu amor es per sempre encara que els anys passen

God’s Son ®

Barca ou Barzakh (Barcelona or the afterlife)



Is D-day for all of us, time to smile?
We have been seating for a long while
Travelling in this small boat
120 people, 11 of which are already mort
My arms and feet’s skin is stripped
The Red Cross said needs to be amputated
My stomach and mind are emptied
My soul, of hopes is full
My dad’s words keeps repeating in my mind
“Pray, keep your fears away,
With those you are travelling, be kind”
During these 16 days how many times
I though I wouldn’t survive
But we made it, we ‘aaga aaduna’*
From Dakar, now heading towards Barcelona
Hunger, famine and pain
All should finish once I reach Spain
As they did on the Normandy landing
We must do the same now
The terror of Nazis, they were fighting
We’ve to fight for the future of our families anyhow
‘Barca ou Barzakh’ a very difficult decision to make
If your family were struggling, which decision would you take?
Die on the sea, or your entire family dying seeing
Tell me which option gonna be?

* Wolof for “to arrive to the world”
God’s Son ®

REVOLUTION, REVOLUTION, REVOLUTION!!!


Sisters and brothers from another father
When we all gonna walk together?
Sisters and brothers from another mother
Tell me when we gonna fight and take the power?

Brothers and sisters do not mistake
Revolution is not about blood of race
Brothers and sisters do not mistake
Revolution will come, in a march of love and peace

Yes, as you heard! big changes comes without guns
Revolution will come with our chants
Oohh! brothers and sister do not misunderstand
Revolution is not against race, religions or colours; revolution is against class

And we’ll walk and sing, sing and shout
Revolution!! Revolution is big changes, that’s what is all about
And democracy, would be truth if you sing with me
And all the dictators would be history, you’ll see

and we’ll walk without fear
and youth will grow, with a bright future
revolution will come some time near
revolution will come, you have to be clever

To many years that we being crying
to many years and on the same place I’m standing
people still struggling any place I look
and their parents too, what you gonna do?

is an unfair world, we all know
an unfair world that we should burn
an a new era will appear from its ashes, for real
new world, new rules, no one thinking to kill

Revolution will this time be televised
Revolution must be improvised
revolution will come and they will be terrorised
revolution is ready to take us to paradise

REVOLUTION, REVOLUTION, REVOLUTION !!!
For more that we think, that’s the only solution
Great men said so before, is not only me
From Jesus Christ, Mohammad Ghandi
Malcolm X to Martin Luther King
Now where are they all?
They were all killed to control the pol
This is the wake up call, for all of you
Don’t allow anyone to take control of your life
What you gonna do?
With your mind and your love, as your only weapon, you should fight

God’s Son - still crying for revolution ©

¿Y QUE MAS DA?

Lo que vais a leer no es parte de ninguna campaña publicitaria ni esta vinculado a ninguna organizacion. Es escrito por mi Cristià, para todos vosotros, con la esperanza de haceros participar en el maravilloso mundo del apadrinamiento y la adopcion.
Yo estoy participando en el apadrinamiento de una niña de 4 años, y os puedo decir que es una de las mejores cosas que podeis hacer si queries cambiar el mundo.
Los niños que aparecen en la foto, no tienen nada que ver con mi ‘reverxion’.
Por motivos de proteccion su identidad a sido modificada
La reverxion asido basada en historias reales de niños reales

¿Y Que mas da?

Se llama Enrique 10 este año va a celebrar
y es el unico que a su hermana puede cuidar
ella no puede caminar, las ratas comieron sus piernas
por eso ahora no se puede levantar
Enrique se levanta temprano
Para a la montaña de basura ser el primero en llegar
Ayer volvio a la caja sin nada en la mano
Y durante toda la noche su hermanita no paro de llorar

¿Y que mas da su condicion?
Nosotros estamos comodamente sentados en nuestro sillon
¿Y que importa si viven o mueren?
Somos simples ciudadanos de a pie. ¿que es lo que quieren?
“Pues siempre hay algo que se puede hacer
Busca en tu conciencia y entonces podras ver”

Anna tiene tan solo doce años,
Cuando tenia 4 fue separada de sus hermanos
Su madre la vendio a un europeo viajante
A cambio de un saco de arroz, y mentiras abundantes
Anna desde entonces es un articulo privado
Aparte de prostituta, su cuerpo es un mercado
Su riñon y su pulmon ya le han quitado
Al igual que su juventud y felicidad, que ya han eliminado

¿Y que mas da su condicion?
Nosotros estamos comodamente sentados en nuestro sillon
¿Y que importa si viven o mueren?
Somos simples ciudadanos de a pie. ¿que es lo que quieren?
“Pues siempre hay algo que se puede hacer
Busca en tu conciencia y entonces podras ver”

Comemos sus almas cada dia en el telediario
De tanto verlos nuestro corazon se ha acostumbrado
Ahora ya no nos caen las lagrimas mientras comemos
Gozamos de nuestra comida, y a dormir que nos vamos
Nos levantamos y rezamos, por tener un buen dia
Sin darnos cuenta que ya lo es, porque almorzamos y tenemos comida
Abre tu corazon, piensa, se coherente
Nunca sabemos si en una situacion similar,
se encontraran nuestros hijos de repente
Cambia tu vida, cambia su vida, se valiente
Siempre ha sido gente como tu, los que han nadado encontra de la corriente

¿Y que mas da su condicion?
Nosotros estamos comodamente sentados en nuestro sillon
¿Y que importa si viven o mueren?
Somos simples ciudadanos de a pie. ¿que es lo que quieren?
“Pues siempre hay algo que se puede hacer
Busca en tu conciencia y entonces podras ver”

Eso es lo que quieren tan solo esto
Se capaz de entender que nadie escoje donde nacer
Y la miseria en la que ellos se encuentran
Es una miseria que sin tu ayuda les va hacer pedecer
Morir ahogados, de tristeza y falta de amor
A sabiendas que en otro lado
El dinero y la comida se despilfarran sin pavor
Despierta abre tu corazon,
Despierta hazles este favor.

A continuacion teneis algunas organizaciones en las que podeis apadrinar. Si vais a internet tal vez podais encontrar muchas mas. NO IMPORTA CUAL ESCOJAIS LO IMPORTANTE ES QUE ESTEIS SEGUROS QUE EL DINERO VA A PARAR AL NIñ@, muchas de ellas os dan la opcion de escojer: pais, sexo y edad del niño.

Cuento con vosotros.
Vamos a cambiar (un poquito este mundo), vuestro amigo

Cristià Esimi
Organizaciones de apadrinamiento

Para los que vivies en Londres (U.K.) 15-20 pounds al mes

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http://www.actionaid.org.uk/100044/child_sponsorship.html
http://www.soschildrensvillages.org.uk/donate-help/sponsor-a-child/
http://www.compassionuk.org/site/pages/ui_home.aspx
http://www.plan-uk.org/becomeasponsor/

Hanging I learned

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Love is life and love is death. The same heart, which brings you life, is the same heart that would make you die, killing the spirit of your soul, in one night. Leaving you deserted, alone, no one by your side. Then is when the sky falls over your head, a new sensation that before you never felt. Air is struggling to get in. and you’re feeling like you’re dying. Nothing that you can do, take my advice, everyone has to fall down, to be able to rise. Hanging from my belt I learned, life has its course, and not can change. Lack of oxygen in my brain, and then I saw clearly the peace of heaven. Be not afraid to die, I did it once, twice and even three times. Relax your mind, peace your body, enjoy your life, and lose your worries. Be not afraid of after life, be not afraid and enjoy your life. Don’t be in a hurry everything will arrive and when your heart breaks for the first time, DO NOT COMMIT SUICIDE.
There’s more love than hate, there’s more sweet dreams than nightmares. Hanging from my belt, I learned that life worth nothing if your love is insane. Love yourself before you love others, think about your friends, and think about your mother. Life is a long path, full of ups and downs, love is the controller, every break up counts. And we learned from our failures, and we improve our strength.
Hanging from my belt I learned, that 10 seconds is toooooooo much time, and every minute in this life counts. Be happy learn from your mistakes, climb the mountains, descent to the valley and cross the lake. Life is this beautiful journey, catch the train don’t arrive late.
Hanging from my belt, I learned that I knew nothing, but pain, that the pain was caused by me, and I’m the only one who was holding the remedy. Learn yourself, see how much you worth it, love yourself, give life a go and make sure you enjoy it. Every time that you fall down, remember all the people who never let you down. Celebrate the friendship of those who stand by you, celebrate the love that they feel for you.
I carry always the same belt to remember, that life sometimes is the biggest contender, love is life, it makes you live, it can make you die. That’s why is important to learn to cry. Everyone knows that pain goes with water, crying we clean our souls, we pacify our mind, it helps us to grow, it makes us to learn to go with the flow.
Hanging from my door’s frame, around my neck a belt, I touched hell and rose again. Fighting to free myself from the tied belt, I survived and became a better man. I learned to love myself and respect others, I learned to see life from another angle and most importantly I literary learned that “God squeeze but does not strangle”.

God’s Son ®