Negrita – There are no innocents my friend lyrics and meaning of the band's new single.
negrita – there are no innocents my friend: Meaning of the Song
The band wrote a letter to talk about the song out Friday:
“THERE ARE NO INNOCENTS MY FRIEND” was entirely written and composed on Easter day 2024 but no resurrections or saints have been seen in the city.
We live in increasingly complex, confusing, violent and poisoned realities. Understanding is has become difficult, finding the truth even impossible. The musical mainstream today he plods along, he slips away, he doesn't criticize. Prefers more comfortable, hedonistic positions, self-referential, stereotyped and lacking in courage, often reducing themselves to a banal column sound of a society that has chosen image and appearance above all else.
Negrita, drawing heavily on the solidity of their musical roots, want break away from this climate, react and go against the trend. THERE ARE NO INNOCENTS MY FRIEND is the first extract of a collection of songs of an undoubtedly folk nature, also reminiscent of Dylan, who then grew up in the atelier of an Italian RnR band.
This folk, popular essence cannot avoid considering the text, the message, as one of the fundamental components of the work, repositioning the Negrita, after 6 years since the last album, among the national musical outsiders, impervious to the fashions of this time by choice and conviction. Here's how to decipher it, if there is any need, THERE ARE NO INNOCENTS MY FRIEND.
Is it a cultural challenge? Probably yes.”
“There are no words my friend” will launch on Friday September 27 and presented for the first time live during the concert at the Unipol Forum in Assago (MI).
NEGRITA THERE ARE NO INNOCENTS MY FRIEND text
And if this is really the day
Of a resurrection
We don't have empty graves here in the city
Just church bells
Along the railway
And sirens, the song of the police
I would like to tell you who I met
The places I have travelled
The tears, the sin and the madness
I saw men talking
And no one to listen
And kill a lover for a goodbye…
There are no innocents my friend!
I saw people without dreams
Who just wants to command
But he wouldn't know how to manage a tavern
And multitudes in delirium
With drool to curse
For family, race, country and even God…
There are no innocents my friend!
Mhhhhh mmmhhhh mmmhhh mmmh
And I see hungry men
And children massacred
With armed people around and laughter
But the voice that dissents
Condemned to heresy
Destined in some cell to oblivion…
There are no innocents my friend!
There are no innocents my friend!
My fear and I'm shaking
We're just getting used to it
And that among this indifference I am also there…
Remember:
There are no innocents my friend!
There are no innocents my friend!
There are no innocents my friend!
Photo: Michele Piazza
