Colette Magny - Répression Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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Repression

So, we're keeping our cool?
Yeah - oh, pardon,
I stepped on your foot
I'm in the intervention brigades
Repression, repression, repression
 

You are nothing but a passer by,
But in the meantime against the rioters
The grenades are being fired at point-blank range
Repression, repression, repression
 

The cobblestones have been suppressed,
The road has been paved
To facilitate the circulation.
The sidewalks are for us,
The street is ours
I'm getting bored...
 

Your papers please!
If you have long hair
Or a weird face -
But if you sport short hair
We won't send you to the ovens
Repression, repression, repression
 

Sweet silent majority,
No opinion, no thought crime,
No repression,
No repression, no repression
What do you think, why don't we send
Jean-Paul Sartre to jail?
 

He isn't a proper man,
He refused the Nobel prize,
He has no respect for institu-tu-tions
And who gives a damn
About a barrel at Renault's?
Everyone has their place: we are the way
I'm getting bored...
Repression, repression, repression
 

~ ~ ~
 

Boom! Methane explodes
In the mine, and the miners are in danger
Harakiri rikira, harakiri rikira
Who will laugh last?
Eden, Eden, Eden
 

Here, we are free,
There are no colonels here:
You can still have a bed
Of red flowers in front of your house
Or whistle whatever
Jingle you've heard on the tv,
We will never get sent to jail,
Oh but no, oh but no,
But pay attention, attention, attention
 

It's true,
We should take rapidity to trial:
You can bomb north Vietnam
In two moments, three moves,
But for sending aid to Pakistan,
We have so much time, we have so much time
Suspicion, suspicion, suspicion
-
You have been found guilty
By the instruction judge
-here against drugs-
We can come see you
By day or by night in your bed
 

You have been found guilty
By the instruction judge
Repression, suspicion,
Where are we going, where are we going, attention,
And if it will go on like this
A day will come
Maybe the magistrates,
High schoolers packed up in the street.
 

Repression, suspicion,
Attention, where are we going,
Until where will we keep going,
Keep going, keep going
Eden, Eden.
 




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