Daniel Kahn & The Painted Bird - Inner Emigration
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Well Sasha had heard about the emigratzia
And the talk wasn’t just in the family anymore
But in the Kharkov streets there was a kind of thaw
"We’re going home!" said old Saminsky
When he filed his application to leave
And Anya already had family in Tel Aviv
But Sasha didn’t know
200 years among Slavs being called ‘Hebrews’
He knew they’d only be called ‘Russians’ by the Jews
And then on the Prospekt Lenina ovtobus
He heard the Saminsky’s lost their apartment and denied their pass
The weather seemed like it was never going to pass
He chose to make an inner emigration
He chose to keep his alien inside
And all the bureaucratic frustrations
He chose to keep his status bona fide
And what’s the bother of finding a new nation?
A border isn’t art, it’s just a frame
Just make a secret inner emigration
The holy land and exile are the same.
Click to viewWell Sasha had heard about the emigratzia
And the talk wasn’t just in the family anymore
But in the Kharkov streets there was a kind of thaw
"We’re going home!" said old Saminsky
When he filed his application to leave
And Anya already had family in Tel Aviv
But Sasha didn’t know
200 years among Slavs being called ‘Hebrews’
He knew they’d only be called ‘Russians’ by the Jews
And then on the Prospekt Lenina ovtobus
He heard the Saminsky’s lost their apartment and denied their pass
The weather seemed like it was never going to pass
He chose to make an inner emigration
He chose to keep his alien inside
And all the bureaucratic frustrations
He chose to keep his status bona fide
And what’s the bother of finding a new nation?
A border isn’t art, it’s just a frame
Just make a secret inner emigration
The holy land and exile are the same.