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Colony
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Folk
Colony est sorti le 1 janvier 2014 par DJA dans le cadre de l'album It's All Good: The Best of Damien Dempsey (Deluxe Version)
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Date de sortie1 janvier 2014
LabelDJA
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM120

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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Damien Dempsey
Damien Dempsey
Chant, Guitare acoustique, Piano, Guitare électrique
John Reynolds
John Reynolds
Batterie, Percussion
Eamonn De Barra
Eamonn De Barra
Flûte, Sifflement, Piano, Chœurs
Brian Eno
Brian Eno
Claviers, Guitare, Chœurs
Justin Adams
Justin Adams
Guitare, Percussion
John McLoughlin
John McLoughlin
Mandoline
Wayne Sheehy
Wayne Sheehy
Percussion
Graham Henderson
Graham Henderson
Piano
Kieran Kiely
Kieran Kiely
Accordéon
Caroline Dale
Caroline Dale
Cordes
Clare Kenny
Clare Kenny
Basse
Mike McGoldrick
Mike McGoldrick
Cornemuse irlandaise
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Damien Dempsey
Damien Dempsey
Composition, Paroles
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
John Reynolds
John Reynolds
Production, Ingénierie de mixage
Tim Oliver
Tim Oliver
Ingénierie de mixage
Jon Astley
Jon Astley
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

I sing the song of the colony
How many years and you're still not free
And your mother cries and you ask god why
Greed is the knife and the scars run deep
How many races with much reason to weep
And your children cry
And you ask god why
Annie, she came from Dunlavin Town
The TB came and killed her family all around
Population booms
Eleven in two rooms
Katie she came from down Townsend street
Ten in a bed and no shoes on their feet
1916 came
They played the patriots game
Freddy, he came from the Iveagh flats
Tenement slums and infested with rats
Sleeping on damp straw
Trying not to break the law
Thomas, he came from Kilmaine in Mayo
Semi starvation was the only life you'd know
In a two room shack
Then jailed in Letterfrack
I look to the east, I look to the west
To the north and the south, and I'm not too impressed
Time after time
After crime after crime
They raped, robbed, pillaged, enslaved and murdered
Jesus Christ was their god and they done it in his name
So he could take the blame if it's not all a game
With bible in one hand and a sword in the other
They came to purify my land of my Gaelic Irish mothers
And fathers, and sisters and brothers
With our own ancient customs, laws, music, art
Way of life and culture
Tribal in structure
We had a civilisation
When they were still neanderthal nations
We suffer with the Native American, the Indian in Asia
Aboriginal Australia
The African people with their history so deep
And our children still weep and our lives are still cheap
You came from Germany, from France, from England
And from Spain
From Belgium and from Portugal
You all done much the same
You took what was not yours
Went against your own bible
You broke your own laws
Just to out do the rival
But did you ever apologize
For the hundreds and millions of lives
You destroyed and terrorised
Or have you never realized
Did you never feel shame
For what was done in your country's name
And find out who's to blame and why they were so inhumane
And still they teach you in your school
About those glorious days of rule
And how it's your destiny to be
Superior to me
But if you've any kind of mind
You'll see that all human kind
Are the children of this earth
And your hate for them will chew you up and spit you out
You'll never kill our will to be free, to be free
You'll never kill our will to be free, to be free
You'll never kill our will to be free, to be free
Inside our minds we hold, hold the key
Written by: Damien Dempsey
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