Manhattan Kaboul
Axelle Red
Manhattan Kabul
Little Puerto Rican, well integrated almost like a New Yorker
In my all glass and steel building
I take my job, a line of coke, a coffee
Little Afghan girl, on the other side of the world
Never heard of Manhattan
My daily life is misery and war
Two strangers at the end of the world, so different
Two unknowns, two anonymous, yet
Shattered, on the altar, of eternal violence
A 747, exploded in my windows
My sky so blue turned stormy
When the bombs razed my village
Two strangers at the end of the world, so different
Two unknowns, two anonymous, yet
Shattered, on the altar, of eternal violence
So long, goodbye my American dream
Me, never again a slave to the dogs
Quickly imposed the Islam of tyrants
Have they ever read the Quran?
I became dust again
I won't be master of the universe
Would this country I loved so much
Ultimately be a colossus with feet of clay?
The gods, the religions
The wars of civilization
The weapons, the flags, the homelands, the nations
Always turn us into cannon fodder
Two strangers at the end of the world, so different
Two unknowns, two anonymous, yet
Shattered, on the altar, of eternal violence
Two strangers at the end of the world, so different
Two unknowns, two anonymous, yet
Shattered, on the altar, of eternal violence
