Amazigh (Berber)
原是北非的土著, 他們經常被稱 "Berber", 希臘語的 "Barbarian 野蠻人", 但他們更喜歡被稱 "Amazigh", 意指 "自由的人" 或 "高貴的人"。Berber 族群是後來在 Algeria 阿爾及利亞東北部 Atlas Mountain 山脈的 Kabylia 山區, 大約六百至一千萬的土著, 亦是阿爾及利亞最多人口的族裔, 母語是北非最廣泛使用的非洲和亞洲語系, 擁有豐富的文化足跡, 從埃及的 Siwa Oasis 綠洲延伸到大西洋, 甚至深入撒哈拉沙漠。Berber 人抵抗跨越北非過千年的歷史, 與入侵者鬥爭, 包括羅馬和拜占庭帝國, 與及早期的伊斯蘭擴張和歐洲殖民的統治。
Lounès Matoub (1956-1998)
1956年生於 Kabylia 山區 Berber 族群的歌手, 詩人和思想家, 亦是世俗主義, 無神論政治和人權倡導者, 他多次倡導 Amazigh 土著對統治者作出抗爭, 因此受到許多阿爾及利亞的阿拉伯人排斥。在阿爾及利亞內戰期間, 他的搖滾歌曲被視為褻瀆神靈, 因此不被交戰雙方接受, 更由於他拒絕收斂, 最終受到嚴重的後果。
九十年代, Algeria 阿爾及利亞軍政府與伊斯蘭激進武裝組織 "GIA" 陷入一場被稱為「黑色十年」的內戰。1988年, Matoub 在戰亂中被一名警察射了五槍至身受重傷, 經十七次大型手術才得以存活。1994年, 被武裝組織 "GIA" 绑架, 關押在山中要塞兩周, 並宣佈要判處他死刑, 在民眾的大規模遊行抗議下, 並威脅要對 "GIA" 展開全面戰爭, 因而才被釋放。Matoub 儘管遭受多次死裡逃生的經歴, 從流亡到法國直至返回阿爾及利亞之後, 並高調宣告「他們可以殺死我, 但絕無法讓我沉默!」
"Lettre ouverte aux..." Open Letter
Lounès Matoub 1998年一月面世的作品, 創作靈感是啟發自 Russia 俄羅斯無政府主義思想家 Mikhail Bakunin, 在其著作裡的一句 "The State is not the fatherland 國家不是祖國"。歌曲以 Kabylia 山區的音樂風格, 傳統的 Chaâbi 管弦樂, Berber 語戲虐的歌詞, 諷刺阿爾及利亞國歌之外, 更猶似一封長達二十一分鐘的公開信, 致函 "總統閣下" 和阿爾及利亞政府當局, 譴責其政權, 痛斥國家腐敗, 統治階級的虛偽, 與及背叛了當初阿爾及利亞獨立革命的理想。
Lounès Matoub 宣稱自己是所有被壓迫的愛國者之一, 對阿爾及利亞政府, 強制阿拉伯化政策, 與及對伊斯蘭原教旨主義作出反抗。歌曲面世後, 同年六月二十五日, 在他駕車期間, 到達檢查站停下來的一刻遭遇伏, 被槍殺身亡, 終年四十二歲。伊斯蘭武裝組織 "GIA" 並有所指和宣稱他被不明背景的人暗殺, 而引發在 Kabylia 山區的暴力動亂。在他的葬禮上, 數萬人聚集在一起, 情緒激昂, 挑釁地同高吭 "Lettre ouverte aux ..." 這首歌曲, 象徵 Amazigh 土著要延續對阿爾及利亞政府的抗爭運動之外, 並哀悼這位具歴史性的音樂家, 為言論自由, 永垂不朽的烈士 Lounès Matoub。
Lounès Matoub - "Lettre ouverte aux ..." (Open letter to ...)
Video Link https://youtu.be/2m1gpAhc-eo
不要發誓, 也不要後悔失去不需要的事物
不要相信繁榮, 直到它帶給下一代, 才是到來的收穫
唉! 你是在惹麻烦, 你是因為無知而忘掉了自己的出身
你認為結局如何？
就像一個極度渴望穿褲子的人, 但他的斗篷全都破爛不堪
有些人卻認為已經獲得了財富和地位
這歌曲曾一度被禁, 直至2002年, 阿拉伯語以外的語言, 獲准在阿爾及利亞國内使用, 訂為法律前一個星期才被解禁。2016年, Pål Moddi Knutsen 將原曲的歌詞, 改編成簡略的英語版本, 與 "Lettre ouverte aux ..." 相近意思的名字 "Open Letter", 放在他的 "UNSONGS" 專輯 Track A4, 成為其中的 "Banned Song 禁歌" 之一。
"UNSONGS" Album - Track A4 "Open Letter" Pål Moddi 2016
Video Link https://youtu.be/wVtG8MATRfQ
Verse 1
What's the point
Waiting for the doorman to drop the key?
You'll be gone
Long before this evil falls asleep
What's the point
Waiting for a better day to come along?
They will bow
To their dogs before they see our reign come
Chorus
First the French decamped and left us with the garbage
Then our flag was dyed with Islam and Arabic
They forgot to whom this country once belonged
There is always someone here to take the throne
Traitors, traitors, traitors
Verse 2
Did you believe
That they would listen just because they said they would?
How naïve!
They've always been too righteous for their own good
For you know
Power is addictive to the one it wields
They have sown
With evil hands and harvest our tragedy
Video Link https://youtu.be/wVtG8MATRfQ
Verse 1
What's the point
Waiting for the doorman to drop the key?
You'll be gone
Long before this evil falls asleep
What's the point
Waiting for a better day to come along?
They will bow
To their dogs before they see our reign come
Chorus
First the French decamped and left us with the garbage
Then our flag was dyed with Islam and Arabic
They forgot to whom this country once belonged
There is always someone here to take the throne
Traitors, traitors, traitors
Verse 2
Did you believe
That they would listen just because they said they would?
How naïve!
They've always been too righteous for their own good
For you know
Power is addictive to the one it wields
They have sown
With evil hands and harvest our tragedy
Chorus
First the French decamped and left us with the garbage
Then our flag was dyed with Islam and Arabic
But they forgot about Algeria's free men
We could have it all but were enslaved again
Traitors, traitors, traitors
Verse 3
All the same
We will never let them have their filthy ways
We remain!
These are our mountains; this is our place
We will break
Through the the door and have what’s ours all along
For without us
Algeria is suffering on her own
Pre-Chorus
So come the rain, come the wind, come the hunger
We won't sit and wait for freedom any longer
We must sacrifice the arm to save the heart
We will split the land before it falls apart
Chorus
First the French decamped and left us with the garbage
Then our flag was dyed with Islam and Arabic
But our roots go deep and our will is strong
We will cling onto this land where we belong
Traitors, traitors, traitors
Traitors, traitors, traitors
Traitors, traitors, traitors, traitors...
First the French decamped and left us with the garbage
Then our flag was dyed with Islam and Arabic
But they forgot about Algeria's free men
We could have it all but were enslaved again
Traitors, traitors, traitors
Verse 3
All the same
We will never let them have their filthy ways
We remain!
These are our mountains; this is our place
We will break
Through the the door and have what’s ours all along
For without us
Algeria is suffering on her own
Pre-Chorus
So come the rain, come the wind, come the hunger
We won't sit and wait for freedom any longer
We must sacrifice the arm to save the heart
We will split the land before it falls apart
Chorus
First the French decamped and left us with the garbage
Then our flag was dyed with Islam and Arabic
But our roots go deep and our will is strong
We will cling onto this land where we belong
Traitors, traitors, traitors
Traitors, traitors, traitors
Traitors, traitors, traitors, traitors...
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