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MANHATTAN KABUL
Little Puerto Rican
Well integrated, almost New Yorker
In my building all of glass and steel
I take my job, a rail of coke, a coffee
Little afghan girl
On the other side of the earth
Never heard of Manhattan
My daily life is misery and war
Two strangers at the end of the world, so different
Two strangers, two anonymous, but yet
Sprayed on the altar
Eternal violence
A 747
Exploded in my windows
My sky so blue has become a storm
When the bombs razed my village
Two strangers at the end of the world, so different
Two strangers, two anonymous, but yet
Sprayed on the altar
Eternal violence
So long! Goodbye my American dream
Me never slave to dogs again
They made Islam tyrants on you
Have these ever read the Koran?
Turned to dust again
I will not be master of the universe
This country that I loved so much would it be
Finally a colossus with feet of clay?
Gods, religions
Wars of civilization
Weapons, flags, homelands, nations
We will always make cannon fodder
Two strangers at the end of the world, so different
Two strangers, two anonymous, but yet
Sprayed on the altar
Eternal violence
Two strangers at the end of the world, so different
Two strangers, two anonymous, but yet
Sprayed on the altar
Eternal violence ...
