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Neda was a young girl She would not wear the hijab She walked out on the streets of Tehran To join the madding crowd
She felt a burning fire in her chest And her blood began to flow You will not defeat the people When their lust for freedom grows
Down down go the concrete statues Watch the faceless soldiers run You will not defeat the people With the bullets from your guns
Neda was a young girl Her eyes were black as coal She walked out on to the streets of Tehran To take back some control
Watch her father with her face in his hands Scream her name out to the sky You will not defeat the people When they learn that they can fly
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You will not defeat the people When it's freedom that they know You will not defeat the people Crying Neda in the streets You will not defeat the people Crying Neda in their sleep. | |
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