We're the key to a hidden tomorrow    
We're the keepers of justice and hope     
The flower that breaks through the black crust of sadness     
We are many, we're proud, we're as one…     
    
And we're the millions of grains on a seashore…     
We're the spark of the earth, of the moon and the sun,     
We're the blind eyes of love and endless devotion,     
We are many, we're proud, we're as one…     
We're as one…     
We're as one…     
    
Time is high. Now's the time     
For a mindrevolution     
You can change and it starts     
Like a wave deep inside     
Everything you send out     
Will come back to the giver     
With the blind eyes of love     
You're saving your soul     
And the world     
    
Shine on!     
Shine on, the next big company is buying your soul     
Stand up!     
Stand tall, you are a customer but you ain't no fool     
Shout out!     
Shout NO! when all they want is to sell you more time     
Get up!     
Get out, get in your car and we'll go for a ride…     
    
Take a trip down the backstreets of the brave and free     
Where the handful will prosper without shame and face…    
There's a legion of "different" realities.    
It's a crime,     
It's a shame,     
And disgrace!     
    
Get home!     
Get on with all the things that you need to be     
Be real!     
Be true, enjoy the power and start to believe     
It's you!!     
It's you, you know you live and you learn to be free…     
Think twice,     
Think straight and soon you climb up the old learning tree…     
    
There's a businessman's dream to embrace this town…     
But his goodwill is hollow and without soul     
In most repulsive ways he'll exploit our land     
Then in time kick us out     
Then in time kick us out     
In the cold!     
    
We're the keepers of justice and hope!….     
    
Time is high. Now's the time     
Time for a mindrevolution     
Time is high. Now's the time     
It's time for a mindrevolution     
    
What's the shape of our dreams in the twilight?     
What's the sound of a working mans heart?     
What's the weight of the burdens he carries?     
What's the story behind all the scars?     
    
All the labour makes a grown man go humble     
All lost credos he desperately seeks     
All the images of lives not forgotten     
Taking shape when he's losing his sleep     
    
What's a good man to do with his visions?     
What's an honest mans role in this scene?     
What's the price for a life extraordinary?     
What's that echo now?….     
"I have a dream"…     
    
When's the right time for mindrevolutions?     
As we travel the unknown to touch all our goals     
And we're finally hitting this sharp resolution     
In our hearts, in our center of all…     
    
We're the key to the hidden tomorrow…     
We're the keepers of justice and hope,     
The flower that breaks through the black crust of sadness…     
We are many, we're proud, we're as one!…     
    
And we're the millions of grains on a seashore…     
We're the spark of the earth, of the moon and the sun…     
We're the blind eyes of love and endless devotion…     
We are many, we're proud, we're as one!…     
    
We're the millions that travel beside you…     
We're not asking for much on our way…     
Did I hear someone whisper "compassion"?     
We are many, we're proud and we're here!!     
    
We're the key to the hidden tomorrow…     
We're the keepers of justice and hope,     
The flower that breaks through the black crust of sadness…     
We are many, we're proud, we're as one     
We are many, we're proud, we're as one…
Kaipa – Mindrevolutions (2004)
Eis o meu novo vício!… peço desculpa por não colocar aqui a música mas acho que ninguém que visite o blog tem tempo para ouvir 25 minutos de musica… mas garanto-vos, está plenamente à altura da letra. E tenho a certeza quase absoluta que, quer a letra quer a musica, vieram directo do Outro Lado… para nosso Bem.

 
 
5 comentários:
Belíssima letra e, sim, realmente inspiradora!
ena pá, saiste do tunel...
at last.
Mindrevolutions... pois. :)
É tentar manter a tua última frase em mente.
Beijo grande,
e estou mesmo a imaginar-te a ouvires a música:) ehheheh
um abraço
su
Acho que vou pesquisar isto!
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