Borders / Fronteras

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Lyrics: Leonidas
Music: Giorgis Nikas
Presentation: Leonidas, Stelios Mpotsaris
Beat Programming: Chris
Bagpipe: Giorgis Nikas
Cretan Lute: Yiannis
Bass: Stelios Mpotsaris
Trumbet: Nikos Bardis
Artwork: Ioannis Oikonomakis
Year: 2020

Recording, mixing and mastering by Los Angelos (DJ Stigma) at GroundZero Sound & Designs

I’ve always hated borders
they’re evanescent anyways
I’ve hated those who set them
those who keep people apart
It turns my stomach upside down,
it makes me sick.

The birds and the flowers
are of diverse colours
and they cross the earth freely
they know no boders nor flags

Here I stand once again and more people follow
We’ve dag this canal as if we were ants
Inside this puddle, the Mediterranean pit
Ships come and go since the time of Judah
It smells like border, Europe builds walls
But the Mediterranean only unites us,
it doesn’t keep divide
At night it smells nice, garlic with olive oil
And a basil twig it shakes in the dark
Algiers and Seville, different ports but still alike
And then again Beirut, Piraeus and Marseille
And here are the news, listen: the nation and flag
They’re just imaginary and fleeting constructions

I’ve always hated borders
they’re evanescent anyways
I’ve hated those who set them
those who keep people apart
It turns my stomach upside down,
it makes me sick.

The birds and the flowers
are of diverse colours
and they cross the earth freely
they know no boders nor flags

Now tell me what has happened in Damascus and Izmir (Smyrni)
In Mexico’s Frontera Norte and in Palestine
Tell me what’s left, Iraq and Yemen
We’re all family and we all are strangers in this universe
I’ll tell you in a nutshell, war and poverty
And all you see is nothing but the first-rain
You rant and rave, you’ve chopped down the forests
You drink oil and eat gold to sate your hunger
And it’s irreversible, a heat wave broke in Oslo
And a tornado in Kerkyra’s port
Start packing, we fucked it
You stropped the knife and brought it to you throat
Now it’s time for you to go
It’s your turn to cross those borders of yours

I’ve always hated borders
they’re evanescent anyways
I’ve hated those who set them
those who keep people apart
It turns my stomach upside down,
it makes me sick.

The birds and the flowers
are of diverse colours
and they cross the earth freely
they know no boders nor flags