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Potrzeba jeszcze prawie 350 TYSIĘCY podpisów, liczę na Was!
Arturo, to 29 letni niedźwiedź polarny, przebywający w zoo w argentyńskiej Mendozie. Nazwano go „najsmutniejszym misiem świata”. Na każdym zdjęciu widać, że jego stan jest naprawdę opłakany. Wybieg Arturo jest zdecydowanie zbyt mały, basen zbyt płytki a temperatury w tej części kraju potrafią dochodzić nawet do 40 stopni. Bardzo Was proszę - podpiszcie petycję. Istnieje realna szansa przeniesienia tego nieszczęsnego zwierzaka do zoo w Kanadzie, które zapewni mu odpowiednie warunki. Nie bądźmy obojętni. M. / It is really heartbreaking. Look at these pictures. This is Arturo, a 29-year-old bear who lives at Argentina's Mendoza Zoo. He has been dubbed the "world's saddest animal" because of his living conditions. Please allow Arturo to have a better life at the Zoo in Canada and sign this petition. I belive that we can help him. Thank You. M.
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We kill for money, wealth and lust, for this we should be damned. We a
Monsters rule your world are you too scared to understand?
You shall be forever judged and you shall surely hang,
We live and scrape in misery; we die by our own hand,
And still we murder our own children, brotherhood of man.
Tyrone Wells - What Are We Fighting For?
People get ready
There's something in the air
Creeping in slow so we don't even notice
Brothers and sisters beware
People get ready
Open up your eyes
Hatred and violence, millions fall silent
We don't even hear their cries
It's time to love one another, we're sisters and brothers
What are we fighting for?
Too many backs that are breaking, lives being taken
What are we killing for?
I think it's time for forgiveness, to rise up and end this
What are we waiting for?
Love teach us the way, to overcome hate
And weapons of war
People get ready
What's your loaded gun?
Silent indifference
Hunger for vengeance
Or words from a wicked tongue
People get ready
Only you can choose
What you will do
When it comes down to you
No one else can walk in your shoes
It's time to love one another, we're sisters and brothers
What are we fighting for?
Too many backs that are breaking, lives being taken
What are we killing for?
I think it's time for forgiveness, to rise up and end this
What are we waiting for?
Love teach us the way, to overcome hate
And weapons of war
Oh my Lord
I have a dream
Oh my Lord
One day we'll see
Oh my Lord
All men be free
Oh my Lord
I still believe
People let's love one another, we're sisters and brothers
What are we fighting for?
Too many backs that are breaking, lives being taken
What are we killing for?
I think it's time for forgiveness, to rise up and end this
What are we waiting for?
Love teach us the way, to overcome hate
And weapons of war
Tyrone Wells - Metal & Wood
Take all the metal and wood
Used in the waging of war
Teach the men that make those weapons
To build shelter for the poor
Take all the money we spend
On the way that we appear
Find the ones that die of hunger
Help them see another year
Before we fade away
Let's make a better day
This world will keep on turning after we are gone, long gone
There was a forest I loved
Where the air was fresh and clean
We took the forest for a factory
So we could build some more machines
When I was young I learned to sing
And music blossomed in my soul
We took the music from the schools
And left the darkest gaping hole
Where will our children be?
If they don't learn to sing
Millions of voices falling silent 'til there gone
When we were young, all the world was new
But soon we found, that childhood fairytales were never true
And how the story ends depends on you… and me
Where will our children be?
If they don't learn to sing
Millions of voices falling silent 'til there gone
Before we fade away
Let's make a better day
This world will keep on turning after we are gone
Where will our children be?
What will we choose to leave?
This world will keep on turning after we are gone, long gone
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