Aung San Suu Kyi Songtext
von Jane Birkin

Aung San Suu Kyi will be gone, and she′ll be on a T-shirt
The marketing's good
Monks are dying, soldier children crying
We′re playing bubbles with four years old curls

Torture, drug deals finance our dreams
Why should we care? The stock market's good
Petrol's booming, generals′ wooing
Trucks are looming in Rangoon

We know your faces, come out and die
And welcome the tourist under the Burmese sky
But tomorrow, Christine and me′ll feel just the same with our China tea


2008, Amnesty report, Burma
The eighth to the eighth of '88
The people′s uprising was bloodily and brutally repressed by the military junte
20 years of prison and torture would follow
In 1990, Aung San Suu Kyi and her Democratic Party
Won the general election by 83 percent
In 1991, she won the Nobel Peace Prize
Seventy thousand children are soldiers
Ten children out of a hundred don't get to live to five years old

Aung San Suu Kyi will be gone
And she′ll be on a T-shirt, the marketing's good
Monks are dying, soldier children crying
We′re playing bubbles with four years old curls

But tomorrow, Christine and me'll feel just the same
Maybe shed a tear in our China tea
But tomorrow the world will see we did nothing for Aung San Suu Kyi

2008, Amnesty report, Burma
Burma is one of the poorest countries in the world
But one of the richest in jewels, drugs, teck, petrol, natural gas
Total's pipelines give the military junte more than a million dollars a day
Burma has one of the worst records for child mortality and aids
The international comity of the Red Cross withdrew from Burma because it could not fulfil its mission
No one knows the numbers of the tortured, the numbers of the dead

This song is dedicated to Aung San Suu Kyi, her democratic party
The monks, the students, the people of Burma, the children
This is a plea for Aung San Suu Kyi