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9 years ago
A song about decolonizing our Indigenous minds. Song by Ana Tijoux. Song title, Vengo (I come)Lyrics translated into English below: come seeking answerswith a hand full and veins open,I come like an open bookeager to learn our ancestors' untold historywith the wind our grandparents left, which lives in each thoughtof this beloved earth, earthThe one who knows how to care for it is the one who truly loves it.I come to look again to deduce it and awaken the blind eye,fearless, you and Ilet's decolonize what they taught uswith our black hair, with marked high cheekbones,with fugitive pride in the tattooed soul.I come with the glance, I come with the word,that spoken word, I come with no fear of losing anything.I come like the child who seeks in their dwellingthe origin's entrance, the crusade's return.I come to seek silenced history,the history of an inhaled earth.CHORUS:I come with the world and I come with the birds,I come with the flowers and the trees, their songs.I come with the sky and its constellations,I come with the world and all its seasons.I come to the starting point grateful,I come with wood, mountain, and life,I come with air, water, earth, and fire.I come to see the world again.I come with my ideas like a shield,with human feeling to live this worldwhere the new man seeks harmony,I come, hand,I come like you, seeking the remnant of the piece of treeand its bark that it keeps in its memory, the victory song,when we see the earth we cry against euphoria.Now we see this way, our arms so dazzled,if we curl up to the origin of the times at the source of the universe,where the feeling of living this beginning lies.I come with red bloodwith lungs full of rhymes in my mouth,with torn eyes, with earth in my hands,we come with the world and we come with its song.I come to build a dream,the shine of life where the new man lives,I come seeking an idealof a world without class that can lift itself up.CHORUS:I come with the world and I come with the birds,I come with the flowers and the trees, their songs.I come with the sky and its constellations,I come with the world and all its seasons.I come to the starting point grateful,I come with wood, mountain, and life,I come with air, water, earth, and fire.I come to see the world again.I come, I come to see the world again.I come seeking answerswith a hand full and veins open, I come...I come seeking an idealof a world without class that can lift itself up, I come...with our black hair, with marked high cheekbones,with fugitive pride in the tattooed soul,I COME.?