Today is the day! My song THE STOLEN YEARS written by me and Vocals by my featured artist Thir13een is out
now! It is available on all streaming platforms!
This time I edited the song video
myself and collaborated with the talented dancer Lily once again. I hope you
like the song as well as the dance video on YouTube.
The videos and images behind Lily
speak for themselves. But there is a deeper message and reason why she is dancing
on my memoir THE STOLEN YEARS IN ZURICH. It symbolizes the way evil and corrupt
people and lawmakers trample on people's life, destiny, and dignity and enjoy
it without any consciousness of the consequences and outcome for the innocent
people they are punishing. They don’t realize that life is like a boomerang. Sooner
or later it will hit them back when they least expect it!
The refugee law with its
impossible obstacles not only stills away precious years but also destroys human dignity as if their life and future don’t matter at all. The condescending way
how refugees' lives are treated like a toy is shameful and upsetting.
The same applies to the horrible
people that made my mum's and my life a living hell for way too many years. I'm
not going into detail about who and how because I don’t want to give away too
much information about my memoir THE STOLEN YEARS IN ZURICH but as I say in my song, we survived the
stolen years. We are stronger than ever before and now is our time to shine!
And this is the song lyric The Stolen Years:
Lyrics by
Lily Amis, Vocals by Thir13een
Lily Amis feat Thir13een
It was the first day of December
It was a day that I'll always remember
I went into a library to get myself a read about history
When a book title caught my attention
The Stolen Years in Zurich
An hour later back at home, I snuggled in my comfy bed
And read with a woman s voice back in my head
Hours later, emotionally exhausted and sad
I fell into sleep and there she was, Lily Amis
The writer of The Stolen Years
She whispered in my ears and said
Time goes by faster than you think
Day by day and year by year
Page by page, chapter by chapter
Never forget it's your book, it's your story
Don't wanna allow wannabe Ghostwriters to take control
Rewrite, edit, and still away your glory
Don't allow wanna be Ghostwriters to take control
Rewrite, edit, and still away your glory
With only two suitcases and supplies of hope
Mum and I left grandparents, and war behind
Stead of experiencing justice and liberty
Finding a new homeland future and dignity
We were rejected, punished for years, Oh, it was
Fifteen years of humiliation and shame
I wish I could turn back the time, wash away the pain
Surviving without the chance to breathe freely
Struggling without the opportunity to integrate fully
Time goes by faster than you think
Day by day and year by year
Page by page, chapter by chapter
Never forget it's your book, it's your story
Don't wanna allow wannabe Ghostwriters to take control
Rewrite, edit, and still away your glory
Don't allow wanna be Ghostwriters to take control
Rewrite, edit, and still away your glory
I wish I could turn back the time, rewrite some chapters
Relive, replace and remove some evil characters
The only solution to escape my hopeless story
Was marrying the wrong man for the wrong reason
Which has stolen too many precious season
Such a sacrifice for nothing but a piece of paper, paper
Fifteen years of fear and loneliness
They truly did everything to still away our precious years
And yet, mum and I survived the stolen years, stolen years
Time goes by faster than you think
Day by day and year by year
Page by page, chapter by chapter
Never forget it's your book, it's your story
Don't wanna allow wannabe Ghostwriters to take control
Rewrite, edit, and still away your glory
Don't allow wanna be Ghostwriters to take control
Rewrite, edit, and still away your glory
Four nor five stars reviews matter
Make sure you only live bestselling chapters
We're no longer fictional characters
We write the final draft and take control
Of all, our next chapters
This is our life, oh!
This is our time, oh!
This is my voice, yeah yeah
The next day, I gave Lily's book back to my library
And treasured her precious words in my memory
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