No More Tears Makkal by: Chandi Sinnathurai
In the crack of dawn
when the black bird weaves a new-born song
I hear the people mourn.
'Let my people go'
No more tears sisters, brothers
But don't forget the melodies your mothers
taught while you were on their laps
'Let my people go'
The dance of life rhymes in the Palmyra breeze
Makkal wailing as homeless ... more »