Oh, how appropriate the second song sounded, when I read this news story from (sic) Mother India, about a State textbook comparing housewives to donkeys.
It Sat Duuolmma MuFinally on the way back
Free at last
On the way home
I travelled to get hold of the dreams
In your world
It was like chasing after rainbows
Now your dark boarding schools are collapsing
Your heavy law books are torn apart
Finally on the way home
Free at last.
Eadna BaktiA song to you sister
To all of you who have borne the burdens
When others failed
To you who have and given
Without asking anything in return
Know that life itself is on our side
It gives strength to rise up anew
Know that you are a flower
Know that you are a bird
1Mari Boine Persen: Gula Gula © 1990 IDUT/Real World Records Ltd.