Marcel Romanoff Remix - OLDMIX

no copyright infringement intended just a throw back jam! 

DJ Darren And Suliasi Pole'o - Love Hurts

DJ LIO Ta Feleni (Milli Vanilli Cover)

Inspired by the movie "The Mauritanian" about (surprise, surprise) American military and governmental injustice at Guantánamo Bay. 

"Some say it’s just the cost of war…
But we’re here to tell the story,
From the islands to the mainland,
From the cell to the open sky…
Truth will rise up.”

Down in the bay they call Guantánamo,
Sun beat down where no free wind blow,
Brother Qahtani, forty-eight nights no sleep,
Chained to the floor, pain cut deep.
Rumsfeld sign with a smile and a pen,
Said “make them break,” again and again,
But a broken soul don’t bring no peace,
Only a mind and body where the hate increase.

Truth rise up, like the morning sun,
No more chains, the healing’s begun,
Even if you fear, even if you fight,
Mercy shine stronger than the darkest night.
Truth rise up, you can feel it sway,
Every man’s pain will return someday,
What we sow in the heart, that’s what we reap,
And the world can’t rest while the past still weeps.

Cheney talk about “do it again,”
Bybee and Yoo twist the law for them,
Dogs in the room, cold wind blow,
Strip you bare so the shame pit grow.
But a man in the ground will rise with a song,
You can’t kill the truth, it lives too long,
Every beating hand leaves a mark on the giver,
Every poisoned well taints the taker’s river.

Truth rise up, like the morning sun,
No more chains, the healing’s begun,
Even if you fear, even if you fight,
Mercy shine stronger than the darkest night.
Truth rise up, you can feel it sway,
Every man’s pain will return someday,
What we sow in the heart, that’s what we reap,
And the world can’t rest while the past still weeps.

What if it was your son in the cell?
(Would you pray for the guard to treat him well?)
Can you win a war by killing the seed?
(Or do you grow more sorrow, more need?)
Justice ain’t revenge, it’s the mending hand,
(Lift the fallen man so he can stand.)

From Baghdad streets to Cuban shore,
Violence only opens the door
For another round, another fight,
Another mother crying in the night.
Let’s turn the wheel, make a higher choice,
Give the tortured back their stolen voice,
For the soul of a nation is on display
In how we treat the ones we take away.

Truth come down, like the setting sun,
No more chains, the healing’s begun,
Even if you fear, even if you fight,
Mercy shine stronger than the darkest night.
Truth flow through, you can feel it sway,
Every man’s pain will return someday,
Plant seeds of peace, let the roots grow deep,
So the world can rest and the people sleep.

"No nation stands taller by holding a man down.
Each human united—we’re forging new ground."

13 'Isalei Lia

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cyrusp

Dear Sal ;

Isaia

Langitoto Marcelle

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