Hashmi and Being Free Songtext
von Anjan Dutt
Hashmi and Being Free Songtext
Hashmi and being Free
Song by Anjan Dutta
(Intro)
[ On 2nd January, 1989, a playwright and theatre director called
Safdar Hashmi was murdered on the streets near Delhi
His street theatre is said to have stressed on the right to
Speak out freely against oppression.]
He′s a long-lost Orry and a half-forgotten name
He's a long-lost Orry and a half-forgotten name
How can I help it if I still feel ashamed
The wound still hurts and there′s no one to blame officially
Cause in a land where leaders buy off their votes
A pen can never be as strong as a sword
Some playwright gets written off the open roads of Delhi
And it could've been in Lucknow or Lebon could've been in Lay
He could′ve been a Hindu, a Baptist, could′ve been a Jain
But the dirty side of the fact still remains
He was free
Free to write what he had to say
Free to put up a road-side play
Free to be slaughtered and free to be slain on the streets
Oh "freedom", "freedom" what does it mean?
I know what it meant
Yes, I know what it meant
I know what it meant to Hashmi
Safdar Hashmi!
Well, he was no William Shakespeare you see
Neither did he hobnob and NST
Could be dispensed with quite easily on the roads
Still a woman named Shabana stood up and cried
And the rest of the audience just felt a little shy
And I know that on that fateful night she was alone
And you're free to raise your voice if you can
There′s no guarantee that someone will understand
In a land where fanatics and politics walk hand in hand
Gone!
And everyone's free to lock their doors
If another Safdar comes running like before
And hired hoodlums beat him to gore with stones
Oh "freedom", "freedom" what does it mean?
I know what it meant
Yes, I know what it meant
I know what it meant to Hashmi
Safdar Hashmi!
(Instrumental)
Come tell me why we were free that midnight
I′ll tell you why Judas betrayed poor Christ
And go on repeating the lies of history
A history that'll keep rolling on and on
I′m free to sing my freedom song
Feel proud of the land where we belong the legacy
Cause a song in the song who cares who cries
What brings true and who the hell sings only lies
Cause the one who defies is always free to die
On the streets
And if you still find it hard to conceive
That freedom can fool you can also deceive
You're free to turn away not believe in me
Oh "freedom", "freedom" what does it mean?
I know what it meant
Yes, I know what it meant
I know what it meant to Hashmi
Safdar Hashmi!
Song by Anjan Dutta
(Intro)
[ On 2nd January, 1989, a playwright and theatre director called
Safdar Hashmi was murdered on the streets near Delhi
His street theatre is said to have stressed on the right to
Speak out freely against oppression.]
He′s a long-lost Orry and a half-forgotten name
He's a long-lost Orry and a half-forgotten name
How can I help it if I still feel ashamed
The wound still hurts and there′s no one to blame officially
Cause in a land where leaders buy off their votes
A pen can never be as strong as a sword
Some playwright gets written off the open roads of Delhi
And it could've been in Lucknow or Lebon could've been in Lay
He could′ve been a Hindu, a Baptist, could′ve been a Jain
But the dirty side of the fact still remains
He was free
Free to write what he had to say
Free to put up a road-side play
Free to be slaughtered and free to be slain on the streets
Oh "freedom", "freedom" what does it mean?
I know what it meant
Yes, I know what it meant
I know what it meant to Hashmi
Safdar Hashmi!
Well, he was no William Shakespeare you see
Neither did he hobnob and NST
Could be dispensed with quite easily on the roads
Still a woman named Shabana stood up and cried
And the rest of the audience just felt a little shy
And I know that on that fateful night she was alone
And you're free to raise your voice if you can
There′s no guarantee that someone will understand
In a land where fanatics and politics walk hand in hand
Gone!
And everyone's free to lock their doors
If another Safdar comes running like before
And hired hoodlums beat him to gore with stones
Oh "freedom", "freedom" what does it mean?
I know what it meant
Yes, I know what it meant
I know what it meant to Hashmi
Safdar Hashmi!
(Instrumental)
Come tell me why we were free that midnight
I′ll tell you why Judas betrayed poor Christ
And go on repeating the lies of history
A history that'll keep rolling on and on
I′m free to sing my freedom song
Feel proud of the land where we belong the legacy
Cause a song in the song who cares who cries
What brings true and who the hell sings only lies
Cause the one who defies is always free to die
On the streets
And if you still find it hard to conceive
That freedom can fool you can also deceive
You're free to turn away not believe in me
Oh "freedom", "freedom" what does it mean?
I know what it meant
Yes, I know what it meant
I know what it meant to Hashmi
Safdar Hashmi!
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