Zombie: does anyone care?

Zombies (Cranberries), Yugoslavia, Gaza, ghettos, riserve indiane, fiume sand creek, 

Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence caused such silence
Who are we, mistaken?

[Pre-Chorus]
But you see, it's not me, it's not my family
In your head, in your head, they are fightin'
With their tanks and their bombs and their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head, they are cryin'

In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What's in your head, in your head?
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie-ie, oh

[Post-Chorus]
Doo, doo, doo, doo

Another mother's breakin'
Heart is takin' over
When the violence causes silence
We must be mistaken

[Pre-Chorus]
It's the same old theme, since 1916
In your head, in your head, they're still fightin'
With their tanks and their bombs and their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head, they are dyin'

[Chorus]
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What's in your head, in your head?
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie-ie
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, eh-eh-oh, ya-ya

Quando il sole alzò la testa tra le spalle della notte
c'erano solo cani e fumo e tende capovolte
tirai una freccia in cielo
per farlo respirare
tirai una freccia al vento
per farlo sanguinare
la terza freccia cercala sul fondo del Sand Creek

Si son presi il nostro cuore sotto una coperta scura
sotto una luna morta piccola dormivamo senza paura
fu un generale di vent'anni
occhi turchini e giacca uguale
fu un generale di vent'anni
figlio d'un temporale
ora i bambini dormono sul fondo del Sand Creek.

Lasciar morire i bambini, uccidere i medici, chiudere gli ospedali, come con gli Armeni, come nel ghetto di Varsavia, ribellarsi, morire da uomini, sarete ricordati per sempre! E i fottuti bastardi all'inferno

Bob Dylan. The times they are a-changing

Come gather 'round people, Wherever you roam

And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin'
And you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
The battle outside ragin'
Will soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin'
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin'
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'