Tonight I am watching a documentary on Danish TV about humans fleeing from Syria to live.
And Laleh’s song Better Life comes to mind, in which she venerates her parents (I asume) who themselves left Iran as refugees in 1983, eventually arriving in Sweden in 1994 after several years in different countries.
I pass it on here—not to amuse or entertain anybody. There really isn’t anything amusing or entertaining about it.
But we need to know this, and thank you Laleh for letting us!
Leave your country
Leave the notes
Of your future and your goals
Leave your language
You once spoke
Leave the soil where you were born
Leave all
Leave the guards
Leave the stone crushed in your heart
You’re my hero, you are mine
Dead or alive
Once you pushed me passed the line
To a better life
Left your country
Left your father
Left your sister, left their warmth
Leave all
We know too well
Leave this paradise, caught in hell
You’re my hero, you are mine
Dead or alive
Once you pushed me passed the line
To a better life
You’re my hero, you are mine
Dead or alive
Once you pushed me passed the line
To a better life
And I, I ran
And I, I ran