Pourquoi cette pluie pourquoi?

Cette eau, ces nuages qui nous étonnent

Elle dit : cette pluie tu vois

Ce sont des pleurs pour les yeux des hommes

C’est pour vous donner des larmes

Depuis trop longtemps elles ont séché

Les hommes n’oublient pas les armes

Quand ils ne savent plus pleurer

Coule pluie coule sur nos fronts

Idir, Pourquoi cette pluie ?

Translation:

Why this rain, why?

This water, these clouds that surprise us

She says: this rain, you see

They are cries for men’s eyes

This is to give you tears

Since so much time they dried up

Men don’t forget weapons

When they no longer know how to cry

Let rain flow, let rain flow on our foreheads

Edit: make the message clearer

I really like the lyrics for Epitaph, by King Crimson.

You can blow out a candle

but you can’t blow out a fire.

Once the flames begin to catch

the wind will blow it higher.

… And the eyes of the world are watching now.

They are the last lyrics of Biko, by Peter Gabriel. The way he sings those lyrics as the song builds toward the end hits me every time I hear it. The last line is sung after a slight pause, and it sounds like a veiled threat to the leaders of South Africa that killed Stephen Biko. Also, it didn’t take a long time for change to happen in South Africa after the event, but when he wrote the song it was still several years away. So at the time it was still wishful thinking that “the wind would blow the flames higher”.

Girls own the void!
Let’s make some noise
Don’t leave the house without a party bag, check this!
I’m still a princess, I can curtsy, I can beat you at tetris!
Girls own the void!
Let’s make some noise
Don’t leave the house without a party bag, check this!
I’m still a princess when there’s nothing left to wear

From Girls by Patricia Taxxon