Une petite chanson pour « fêter » les un an du Grand Renoncement, il y est question de couvre-feu, d’uniformes, d’incendies et de pillages.

Voici aussi un texte découvert récemment et qui est l’un des rares à exprimer parfaitement ce que je ressens depuis le 17 Mars 2020 : Covid : choses vues, par Julien Coupat et autres.

Bob Marley & The Wailers, live at The Rainbow (London), 4th June 1977.

Bob Marley & The Wailers : Burnin’ And Lootin’

This morning I woke up in a curfew
Oh God, I was a prisoner, too – yeah
Could not recognize the faces standing over me
They were all dressed in uniforms of brutality, eh

How many rivers do we have to cross
Before we can talk to the boss? Eh!
All that we got, it seems we have lost
We must have really paid the cost

(That’s why we gonna be)
Burnin’ and a-lootin’ tonight
(Say we gonna burn and loot)
Burnin’ and a-lootin’ tonight (one more thing)
Burnin’ all pollution tonight (oh, yeah, yeah)
Burnin’ all illusion tonight
Oh, stop them!

Give me the food and let me grow
Let the roots man take a blow, eh
All them drugs gonna make you slow now
Its not the music of the ghetto, eh

Weeping and a-wailin’ tonight
(Who can stop the tears?)
Weeping and a-wailin’ tonight
(We’ve been suffering these long, long-a years!)
Weeping and a-wailin’ tonight
(Will you say cheer?)
Weeping and a-wailin’ tonight (but where?)

Give me the food and let me grow
Let the roots man take a blow, eh, I say
All them, all them drugs gonna make you slow
Its not the music of the ghetto

We gonna be burning and a-looting tonight
(To survive, yeah!)
Burning and a-looting tonight
(Save your baby lives)
Burning all pollution tonight
(Pollution, yeah, yeah!)
Burning all illusion tonight
(Lord-a, Lord-a, Lord-a, Lord)

Burning and a-looting tonight
Burning and a-looting tonight
Burning all pollution tonight