ALBO-KALTEAK / COLLATERAL DAMAGE
All the autopsies of our ideas
Have been written in other languages
All that elephant amnesia
And the ortodox spelling.
From too much wearing 1-D glasses
The ears´ only use is to support them.
These are, to sum up… collateral damages.
Streets are filled with cameras,
But not so the dungeons for interrogation
New coordinates of fear
In the gutters of old Europe.
The obscure game of sillogisms
And their incredible results
Pages torn from the heavy books of law
These are, how to say it,
The collateral damages of being ourselves
The consequences of not being.
To all that dialectic of contempt: eppur si muove
To that taylor-made law: si muove
To anyone who has to step on his kin to become someone
Hear these word from the chords:
eppur si muove
1- Sugea suge
10- Non bestela
11- Soilik agur