This is a song I composed in Hindi in Raga Shubha-panthuvarali for the 30th year of the struggle for justice for survivors of the Bhopal Gas disaster of 1984.
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A translation of the song:
Click here to read more about what happened and here to learn how you can support the international campagin for justice in Bhopal.
A translation of the song:
Third December – A day of black clouds in Bhopal.
Eyes like red chillies, ears filled with screams, chest burning,
Young and old, they run desperately to escape all misery.
Thirty years have passed,
The atrocities they have lived with (are unimaginable).
Listen to the voices of injustice.
The land is poisoned, the water is poisoned.
The people are poisoned, at birth and death.
‘We are flames, not flowers’ exclaim the sisters of Bhopal.
Let us lend our ears to their demand for justice.
Third December – A day to remember.
