Rosa de foc

FIRE ROSE

To Barcelona. 
Lyrics, music and arrangements: Ebri Knight

I met you in the trenches,
you carried Summer in your eyes,
a red scarf on your back,
songs that talked about you.

Streets had watched you growing up,
you carried a new world in your heart,
you screamed words of life
and backs burned by the sun.

You sang to the rhythm of the humble neighbourhoods’ dreams,
you sowed the sweet battles to all your sons and daughters.

Fire rose, how the rifles whizzed, making you honorable.
Fire rose, how the rifles whizzed, making you free.

Summer made you a guerrilla fighter,
you smiled with anger and love,
you stood tall, so young and ready to fight,
your courage was a treasure.

Then the days of ashes came,
tortures, horrors and nightmares,
fights became furtive,
mouths became prisons.

You sang to the rhythm of the humble neighbourhoods’ dreams,
you sowed the sweet battles to all your sons and daughters.

Fire rose…

And today younger kids
who never knew your name
pick up the cobblestones once more
and take down the lead grids.

And among the streets of memory
past screams will resound
and once again bursts of victory,
the rose that never left.

May the flag of rebel peoples fly once more,
and let’s write the new stories of our longings.

Fire rose...


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