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Sergio Mendes & Brasil '66 - Текст песни 500 Years
I refuse to swallow the lie passed down for five hundred years
 Of the brutal savage who must be contained, abused and always feared
 While history would have us think that the conflict has been resolved
 What I've seen with my own eyes tells me there's more involved than we hear
 And all across the nation, we would just assume turn the other way
 Than face the crimes we commit and the people we've betrayed
 While history would have us think that the conflict has been resolved
 What I've seen with my own eyes tells me there's more involved
 And I fear that a people who have struggled just to survive
 Will lose a war supposedly over which has continued through 1995
 For five hundred years Native Americans have endured a hand of oppression
 Which has squeezed away their culture both brutally and systematically
 These proud and noble nations now struggle to maintain their dignity while
 Living under the auspices of the owner of that hand: a society which
 Represents them
 As cigar holding statues in front of midwestern drug stores, and as the
 Colorful
 Mascots of athletic teams.
 America, it's been five hundred years
 America, it's been five hundred years
 America, it's been five hundred yearsSergio Mendes & Brasil '66 - 500 Years - http://ru.motolyrics.com/sergio-mendes-and-brasil-66/500-years-lyrics.html
 America, you've got blood on your hands
 You're guilty
 In the land of the free, home of the brave
 Land of hypocrisy, home of the slave
 You're guilty
 The year 1492. The arrival of the European to what they deem "The New
 World"
 Signals the beginning of the end for the native people already living here.
 The
 Genocide which follows begins with murder, rape, and theft... both of the
 Land and of
 The people. Today, five hundred years later, the crimes continue, only now
 They are
 Well hidden from the mainstream, out of sight from scrutinizing eyes. Do
 Not be fooled. The
 History books lie. As you read these words, the struggle for survival
 Continues.
 This song is for Jesse Biakeddy, Navajo elder at Big Mountain, AZ, who told
 Me to tell his story.















