In 1985, Australia’s Uluru (formerly known as Ayers Rock) was returned to the First Nations people
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First Nations people:
aborígenes
. Around that time, Peter Garrett, the politically-active vocalist of Australian rock band Midnight Oil, visited an exhibition on the theme of fascism in Italy during the Second World War. He was told that partisans often used the phrase “How could you sleep when beds are burning?” and saw similarities with the fate
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fate:
destino
of displaced indigenous tribes in his native Australia.
Beds Are Burning is a plea
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plea:
llamamiento
for justice that was written while the band toured Australia’s desert and island communities, performing
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to perform:
actuar
with local musicians. Described as a song about the nation’s greatest shame
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shame:
vergüenza
, the lyrics paint a vivid picture of the desolate life lived in the Outback
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Outback:
interior remoto de Australia
. The song is almost entirely in the present simple, and centred on that one recurring rhetorical question.
Understood to be one of Australia’s greatest protest songs of the last fifty years, Beds are Burning was released
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to release:
publicar, lanzar
just months before the country’s 1988 bicentenary celebrations, becoming an unofficial alternative anthem. Midnight Oil performed it at the closing ceremony of the Sydney Olympic Games in 2000, with the word “Sorry” printed on their clothes. Eight years on, the Australian government finally issued
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to issue:
emitir
a formal apology
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apology:
disculpa
to Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples for “the laws and policies of successive Parliaments and governments that have inflicted profound grief
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grief:
dolor
, suffering and loss on these, our fellow-Australians
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fellow-Australians:
compatriotas australianos
.” In 2009, a star-studded
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star-studded:
repleto de estrellas
cast re-recorded the song, this time to highlight
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to highlight:
resaltar
the climate emergency before United Nations talks.
Out where the river broke
The bloodwood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks
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wrecks:
despojos
and boiling
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to boil:
hervir
diesels
Steam
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Steam:
vapor
in forty-five degrees
The time has come
To say fair’s fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact’s a fact
It belongs
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to belong:
pertenecer
to them
Let’s give it back
How can we dance
When our earth is turning?
How do we sleep
While our beds are burning?
How can we dance
When our earth is turning?
How do we sleep
While our beds are burning?
The time has come
To say fair’s fair
To pay the rent
Now to pay our share
Four wheels scare the cockatoos
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cockatoos:
cacatúas
From Kintore east to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty-five degrees
The time has come
To say fair’s fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact’s a fact
It belongs to them
We’re gonna give it back
