Tilila
Death came to me disguised as life. I thought it was life
I opened my heart to her, and she took my heart away
Freedom is more precious to those who are living
And has no meaning to those who have died
I ask myself why people are so careless
Love and kindness have been blinded
Tilila, Tilila, Freedom
We are asking for freedom, because we are being abused
And our soul is being killed, little by little
If we talk and stand up to them all together
Perhaps they will hear us
Children are dying and we are grieving
When are we going to be able to rejoice?
We are like birds without wings: freedom is gone, and we are restless
Tilila, Tilila, Freedom
Ayeyey, they throw us into the darkness
Ayeyey, thorns are getting to us
Ayeyey, skies are crying
Ayeyey, it murks our water
Freedom: I am blind. The light I used for seeing is no longer here
Freedom: Every road I take to reach you is steep
Freedom: Ice and fire have been fighting each other for a long time
We are asking for freedom, because we are being abused
And our soul is being killed, little by little
If we talk and stand up to them all together
Perhaps they will hear us
Children are dying and we are grieving
When are we going to be able to rejoice?
We are like birds without wings: freedom is gone, and we are restless
Tilila, Tilila, Freedom
I opened my heart to her, and she took my heart away
Freedom is more precious to those who are living
And has no meaning to those who have died
I ask myself why people are so careless
Love and kindness have been blinded
Tilila, Tilila, Freedom
We are asking for freedom, because we are being abused
And our soul is being killed, little by little
If we talk and stand up to them all together
Perhaps they will hear us
Children are dying and we are grieving
When are we going to be able to rejoice?
We are like birds without wings: freedom is gone, and we are restless
Tilila, Tilila, Freedom
Ayeyey, they throw us into the darkness
Ayeyey, thorns are getting to us
Ayeyey, skies are crying
Ayeyey, it murks our water
Freedom: I am blind. The light I used for seeing is no longer here
Freedom: Every road I take to reach you is steep
Freedom: Ice and fire have been fighting each other for a long time
We are asking for freedom, because we are being abused
And our soul is being killed, little by little
If we talk and stand up to them all together
Perhaps they will hear us
Children are dying and we are grieving
When are we going to be able to rejoice?
We are like birds without wings: freedom is gone, and we are restless
Tilila, Tilila, Freedom
Credits
Writer(s): Omar Jeddi
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