Fly: Athoubi Emagi Macha Trailer (Making Love In Imphal EP)

Strange, how we survive when we are told we don’t have the rights.
Barehanded I’ll die, a slug in my head but don’t lose your heart oh my love.
A whisper, if united we all can make it a voice.
Avenge not the men, but the system that made you oppressed.
Pick up your hoes, plough all your fields, we’ll harvest tonight.
May all the souls who planted our lives, guide us all right. 
Wake up my hills, Valley stir yourself, we dance tonight.
Carry the torch up high in the clouds; we’ll lit up the sky.
Strange, how we’re deprived, how we are blocked from the eyes of the world.
Only love and respect can transcend everything else. 
Stop the war, the bloodshed and change their colonial intent.
Colours, if united we all can paint a flag.
Make amends and move on from communal difference.
Pick up your hoes, plough all your fields, we’ll harvest tonight.
May all the souls who planted our lives, guide us all right.
Wake up my hills, Valleys stir yourself, we dance tonight.
Carry the torch up high in the clouds, we’ll lit up the sky
And if you ever have doubt in yourself while crossing the river, when it’s not shallow,
Remember it’s not the years but the deeds of a man, which cannot be swallowed.
And if you ever have a fear in yourself that tells you to retreat because of the gallows,
Remember you have to fight for your rights coz right now you’re nothing but a shadow.


1.Lit Up The Sky

An egalitarian world, maybe I’m just starry eyed.
An aberration of some Kind, now my whole world shines. 
The trees and birds sings together, the ancient voices fill the sky.
The scent of the love we made, the morning dew freshens up my world.
For once, my love ignore the morning papers,
The bloody story that alone defines my town.
We’ll make love all night and no slug can pierce our heavenly world.
We’ll make love all night and no shrapnel can inflict wounds in our hearts.
Emancipation for one and all they say, but where’s the stride.
Segregation of mankind, now the optimist cries.
These lessons we’ll learn forever, but won’t we ever write a new a life.
I’d take my chances to makes things right for us and our child.
Oh how her smile reminds of our first date.
Darling you defined beauty that day.
We’ll make love all night and no slug can pierce our heavenly world.
We’ll make love all night and no shrapnel can inflict wounds in our hearts.
The rooster caws and gives us the sign.
Kiss me my love, a new day soon arise.
Maybe it’s time we raise our voice for our rights to live.
We deserve a life.
We’ll make love all night and no slug can pierce our heavenly world.
We’ll make love all night and no shrapnel can inflict wounds in our hearts.


2. Making Love In Imphal

Can you see the dying star, far from your chair?
Can you see the crimson streams that run through my soil?
I wonder how far east you’ve looked.
Can you be the man you’ve killed?
See the world through his eyes.
Can you feel the bereft heart?
As the mother waits for her child,
To come back home.
You know he ain’t.
Lord give me a wing, I wanna see the world.
See what it’s like to be free.
Look as I fly away up high.
Your MIG’s can’t reach for me so high.
I’ll keep on flying, I’ll keep on flying.
I am a free man.
I see how pure the streams of my hills are.
I see how green the paddies in my fields are.
No, i’m not dying, No, i’m not dying,
I’m free man.
In the shade of your might, I was once told,
The rainbow we are but in the search for my colour, it was nowhere to be found.
I wonder how have you got me bleached?
I used to dream and I’d think of bliss.
I was a child but the fawn was skinned.
Look as I fly away up high.
Your MIG’s can’t reach for me so high.
I’ll keep on flying, I’ll keep on flying.
I am a free man.
I see how pure the streams of my hills are.
I see how green the paddies in my fields are.
No, I’m not dying, No, I’m not dying.
I’m free man.
Malem gi leikol kayada chaktarurabasu, 
Nama na hikna tengthaba kanana tadrabasu, 
Lairabi nama do nama nate di yaroido.
Malem leimana lumbara,palem emana marummi
Korou nongmaton na wangbara,panthou epana mawanggi.
Mei esing nungsit leipak atiya na saba athoubi emagi macha ni eikhoidi
I see how pure the streams of my hills are; now I’m a free man.
I see how green the paddies in my fields are; now I’m a free man.
No i’m not dying, I’ll keep on flying.
I’m a free man.
Ha, koubru ching dagi hourakpa. 
loktak emana konbiba.
Athouba singi eekheng tana leihao semba lamdam ni.
Ema lairabise nangisu namane.


3. Fly: Athoubi Emagi Macha

We envy not the kites with strings but birds with wings.

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