Το τραγουδι υπηρξε μια μεγαλη επιτυχια της δεκαετιας του '80 και μου ειχε μεινει παντα απωθημενο να διευκρινισω οτι δεν ηταν ενα καλοκαιρινο χιτακι για ενα αμορε (πολλοι που συνηθιζουν να ασχολουνται μονο με τα ρεφρεν των τραγουδιων νομιζαν οτι Τζοαννα ηταν ονομα γυναικας αλλα σημαινε Γιοχανεσμπουργκ ) αλλα ενα τραγουδι διαμαρτυριας του πολυ καλου καλλιτεχνη Εντυ Γκραντ απεναντι στο απαρτχαιντ. Το θυμηθηκα τωρα που εβλεπα τα ματς στη Νοτιο Αφρικη. Σιγουρα θα το ακουσουμε πολλες φορες και αυτο το καλοκαιρι.
Οι στιχοι του τραγουδιου..
Well Jo'anna she runs a country
She runs in Durban and the Transvaal
She makes a few of her people happy, oh
She don't care about the rest at all
She's got a system they call apartheid
It keeps a brother in a subjection
But maybe pressure can make Jo'anna see
How everybody could a live as one
[chorus:]
Gimme hope, Jo'anna
Hope, Jo'anna
Gimme hope, Jo'anna
'Fore the morning come
Gimme hope, Jo'anna
Hope, Jo'anna
Hope before the morning come
I hear she make all the golden money
To buy new weapons, any shape of guns
While every mother in black Soweto fears
The killing of another son
Sneakin' across all the neighbours' borders
Now and again having little fun
She doesn't care if the fun and games she play
Is dang'rous to ev'ryone
[chorus]
She's got supporters in high up places
Who turn their heads to the city sun
Jo'anna give them the fancy money
Oh to tempt anyone who'd come
She even knows how to swing opinion
In every magazine and the journals
For every bad move that this Jo'anna make
Και το κλιπακι...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bNNfAuMq-M0&feature=related
Οι στιχοι του τραγουδιου..
Well Jo'anna she runs a country
She runs in Durban and the Transvaal
She makes a few of her people happy, oh
She don't care about the rest at all
She's got a system they call apartheid
It keeps a brother in a subjection
But maybe pressure can make Jo'anna see
How everybody could a live as one
[chorus:]
Gimme hope, Jo'anna
Hope, Jo'anna
Gimme hope, Jo'anna
'Fore the morning come
Gimme hope, Jo'anna
Hope, Jo'anna
Hope before the morning come
I hear she make all the golden money
To buy new weapons, any shape of guns
While every mother in black Soweto fears
The killing of another son
Sneakin' across all the neighbours' borders
Now and again having little fun
She doesn't care if the fun and games she play
Is dang'rous to ev'ryone
[chorus]
She's got supporters in high up places
Who turn their heads to the city sun
Jo'anna give them the fancy money
Oh to tempt anyone who'd come
She even knows how to swing opinion
In every magazine and the journals
For every bad move that this Jo'anna make
Και το κλιπακι...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bNNfAuMq-M0&feature=related
