Letras de The Wicklow Boy - Christy Moore

The Wicklow Boy (original)

As I walked past Portlaoise Prison
«I'm innocent», a voice was heard to say
«My frame-up is almost completed
My people all look the other way.
"
Seven years ago his torture started
A forced confession he was made to sign
Young Irish men specially trained and chosen
Were on the heavy gang that made him run the line
Others in the Bridewell heard him screaming
Even prison doctors could see
His injuries were not self-inflicted
Those who tipped the scales did not agree
Give the Wicklow Boy his freedom
Give him back his liberty
Ore are we going to leave him in chains
While those who framed him up hold the key?
Deprived of human rights by his own people
Sickened by injustice he jumped bail
In the Appalachian Mountains found a welcome
Till his co-accused were both released from jail
He came back expecting to get justice
Special Branch took him from the plane
For five years we’ve deprived him of his freedom
The guilty jeer the innocent again
Give the Wicklow Boy his freedom
Give him back his liberty
Ore are we going to leave him in chains
While those who framed him up hold the key?
The people versus Kelly was the title
Of the farce we staged at his appeal
Puppets in well rehearsed collusion
I often wonder how these men must feel
As I walked past Portlaoise Prison
Through concrete and steel a whisper came
«My frame-up is almost completed
I’m innocent, Nicky Kelly is my name.
"
Give the Wicklow Boy his freedom
Give him back his liberty
Ore are we going to leave him in chains
While those who framed him up hold the key?

(traducción)

Mientras pasaba junto a la prisión de Portlaoise
«Soy inocente», se escuchó decir a una voz
«Mi estructura está casi completa
Toda mi gente mira para otro lado.
"
Hace siete años comenzó su tortura
Una confesión forzada que le hicieron firmar
Jóvenes irlandeses especialmente entrenados y elegidos
estaban en la pandilla pesada que lo hizo correr la línea
Otros en el Bridewell lo escucharon gritar
Incluso los médicos de la prisión podían ver
Sus heridas no fueron autoinfligidas.
Los que inclinaron la balanza no estuvieron de acuerdo
Dale al chico de Wicklow su libertad
Devuélvele su libertad
O vamos a dejarlo encadenado
¿Mientras que aquellos que lo incriminaron tienen la llave?
Privado de derechos humanos por su propio pueblo
Asqueado por la injusticia saltó la fianza
En las Montañas Apalaches encontró una bienvenida
Hasta que sus coacusados ​​fueron liberados de la cárcel.
Regresó esperando que se haga justicia
Rama Especial lo sacó del avión
Durante cinco años lo hemos privado de su libertad
Los culpables se burlan de los inocentes otra vez
Dale al chico de Wicklow su libertad
Devuélvele su libertad
O vamos a dejarlo encadenado
¿Mientras que aquellos que lo incriminaron tienen la llave?
El pueblo contra Kelly era el titulo
De la farsa que escenificamos en su apelación
Marionetas en colusión bien ensayada
A menudo me pregunto cómo deben sentirse estos hombres
Mientras pasaba junto a la prisión de Portlaoise
A través del hormigón y el acero llegó un susurro
«Mi estructura está casi completa
Soy inocente, Nicky Kelly es mi nombre.
"
Dale al chico de Wicklow su libertad
Devuélvele su libertad
O vamos a dejarlo encadenado
¿Mientras que aquellos que lo incriminaron tienen la llave?