This song is dedicated to Polish anti-communist Janusz Waluś. Incarcerated in South Africa since 1993.
He's currently serving a life sentence and was recently granted parole only to have it overturned soon afterwards.
Free Janusz Waluś! Boer pr…
This song is dedicated to Polish anti-communist Janusz Waluś. Incarcerated in South Africa since 1993.
He's currently serving a life sentence and was recently granted parole only to have it overturned soon afterwards.
Free Janusz Waluś! Boer prisoners: https://goo.gl/PyTwBX
Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RauaN-1St2A (RUS, ENG, SRB)
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[ENGLISH]
Our distant unbroken brother
This mournful song is for you.
You're a soldier imprisoned by the system.
An honest man, sentenced to life.
Forever locked between four walls
where sleep is lost and fear forgotten.
Tired of following the clock.
A Heavy burden lies upon your shoulders.
With prejudice you've been sentenced
for your beliefs and your cause.
You listened to the verdict stoically
Uncompromising, proud and White
You firmly knew: Faith is dead without deeds.
and you always followed your beliefs.
You Didn't give up or betray others
You didn't retreat from your ideals.
from your ideals. from your ideals.
A cursed place, an old prison. Where people go
crazy from boredom and longing for freedom.
You survive here only on memories
and the hope which strengthens your heart.
but the freedom you see is only in dreams
that are often disturbed by the creak of the keys.
The Slow death lasts from day to day.
A life where just to die would be happiness.
Hands behind your back, shackled in irons.
Dogs straining at the chains, surrounded by convoys.
As a gift of fate you're allowed to walk an hour each day
When you see the sky through the shadow of the bars.
When one man's hell is built out of stones and
bars of Steele on the window.
Words are not heard in hollow dungeons
Dead silence swallows you.
You're being swallowed by
DEAD SILENCE.
You're being swallowed by
DEAD SILENCE.
