Me quedo con el emotivo reencuentro con Mick Jones, cuando volvieron a tocar juntos en beneficio de una huelga de bomberos -los Clash nunca volvieron a reunirse por la pasta… cosa que les honra- y, sobretodo, recordaré siempre las palabras finales de Strummer, con la pantalla en negro y una voz en off apunto de quebrarse… afirmando que la madurez es, en definitiva, tratar mejor a las personas. Por favor, no dejen de ver esta película. Tienen mucho que ganar: saldrán del cine habiendo aprendido una magistral e impagable lección sobre lo que fué el punk, y además siendo mejores personas. De verdad.
Old pirates yes they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit
But my hand was made strong
By the hand of the almighty
We forward in this
generation triumphantly
Won’t you help to sing
These songs of freedom
Cause all I ever had
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Emancipate yourselves
from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear for atomic energy
Cause none of them can stop the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look
Some say it’s just a part of it
We’ve got to fulfill the book
So won’t you help to sing
These songs of freedom
Cause all I ever had
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Old pirates yes they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look
Some say it’s just a part of it
We’ve got to fulfill the book
So won’t you help to sing
These songs of freedom
Cause all I ever had
These songs of freedom
Cause all I ever had
Redemption songs
These songs of freedom
These songs of freedom