Ballad About Bhopal

Bhopal's Haunting Echo: A Song of Tragedy and Unforgiving Consequences
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Lyrics

I don't know what hangs round there

I am uncertain about the presence of something there.

Now the air is once more air

The atmosphere has returned to its natural state as air.

Death leaves no stain

Death does not leave a visible mark.

Only on the memory

Its impact is only on the recollection of events.

Everything is as it was

The situation appears unchanged.

All in the grip of the heat

All under the influence of intense heat.

Water comes slow from the pump

Water flows slowly from the pump.

Man with his last cigarette

A person, with his final cigarette, observes the end of the day.

Watches the last of the day

Children dig holes in the ground.

Children dig holes in the ground

They await the sound of the siren.

Wait for the siren to blow

Within Union Carbide, workers pause from their work shift.

Deep in the Union Carbide

Bicycles are grouped together outside.

Workers break off from the shift

The clock at the gate is punched as workers leave.

Cluster the bicycles out

Returning home, where they'll stay for the night.

Punch through the clock at the gate

The town is in a subservient state.

Home and it's home for the night

It has never fully awakened to the day.

Town that exists on its knees

Gas from Union Carbide has harmed people in their sleep.

Never woke up to the day

Even for unborn children, the suffering continues today.

Gas from the Union Carbide

When will the company be held accountable?

Poisoned the people in sleep

It seems like justice will never prevail.

And for the children unborn

The legal case has been buried in court.

Still they are dying today

The situation appears unchanged.

When will the company pay

Everyone is still under the influence of intense heat.

Seems like no never no not

Water flows slowly from the pump.

Buried the case in the court

A person, with his final cigarette, observes the end of the day.

Everything is as it was

The atmosphere has returned to its natural state as air.

All in the grip of the heat

All under the influence of intense heat.

Water comes slow from the pump

Water flows slowly from the pump.

Man with his last cigarette

A person, with his final cigarette, observes the end of the day.

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