Enemy of the war and its reverse the medal
I did not propose another battle to rid the heart
From getting down to earth
Under the weight of a story
That would raise to glory the power of reason
And now that there are no more trenches
The combat is the ladder
And whoever climbs to the highest will keep his head safe
Although it sinks into the asphalt ... the beauty
Beauty ... beauty ... beauty ... beauty.
See them as reptiles lurking the prey
Negotiating occasional makeups on each table
Follow all the rails that lead to the summit
Crazy because we are blinded by his parasitic ambition
Before they went from prophets and now success is their goal
Merchants, traffickers, more than nausea give sadness
They did not touch for a moment ... the beauty
Beauty ... beauty ... beauty ... beauty.
And they told me about fraternal futures, solidarity
Where everything false would end up in the pylon
And now that the wall falls we are no longer so equal
So much you have, both vouchers ... live the revolution!
I claim the illusion of trying to be oneself
That journey towards nothingness that consists of certainty
To find in your eyes ... the beauty
Beauty ... beauty ... beauty ... beauty.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)