The Jazz Lady misty

Little girl in the city of Rangoon
Glancing at the flowers in bloom
Tied up to your very famous family
Aung San Suu Kyi
Your life broke down on the 19th of July
When your father died, oh you cried
You left with your mother to study in Delhi
Aung San Suu Kyi
From Burmese army to Delhi
You had to run away from your country
We know who you are
And yes we know what you stood for
You didn't want to go to war
And yes we know you did much more
Study in Oxford and work in New-York city
Married Michael, lived happily
Two sons born, but you longed for your country
Aung San Suu Kyi
Your mother ill you finally rushed back to Burma
Struggling hard against the junta
Ninety-one the Peace Price didn't make you free
Aung San Suu Kyi
Oh Burmese lady ‘t was your destiny
Isolated and detained in your country
You're reading, you're hoping, you're crying, you're writing
You're reading reading, hoping hoping, crying crying, writing writing
Reading Hoping Crying | Writing Thinking Praying |Waiting Fighting Winning Winning Winning
The Lady Burmese Peace Prize Laureate Aung San Suu Kyi
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