U2 "Miss Sarajevo" at the Rose Bowl - May 20, 2017

Video by Gregg Chadwick



U2 "Miss Sarajevo" at the Rose Bowl - May 20, 2017 with powerful visuals commenting on the civil war in Syria. Moving snippet added by Bono at the end with the words at the base of the Statue of Liberty.



"Miss Sarajevo"

U2



Is there a time for keeping your distance

A time to turn your eyes away

Is there a time for keeping your head down

For getting on with your day

Is there a time for kohl and lipstick

A time for curling hair

Is there a time for high street shopping

To find the right dress to wear

Here she comes, oh oh

Heads turn around

Here she comes

To take her crown

Is there a time to run for cover

A time for kiss and tell

Is there a time for different colors

Different names you find it hard to spell

Is there a time for first communion

A time for East Seventeen

Is there a time to turn to Mecca

Is there time to be a beauty queen

Here she come, oh oh

Beauty plays the clown

Here she comes

Surreal in her crown

Dici che il fiume

Trova la via al mare

E come il fiume

Giungerai a me

Oltre i confini

E le terre assetate

Dici che come fiume

Come fiume

L'amore giungerà

L'amore

E non so più pregare

E nell'amore non so più sperare

E quell'amore non so più aspettare

Is there a time for tying ribbons

A time for Christmas trees

Is there a time for laying tables

And the night is set to freeze





The New Colossus

by Emma Lazarus



Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she

With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"