Open the door, your day begins
  A day of hard work in the dust
  You always listen to the same noise
  Make a noise, all day long

  You can put your overalls
  Forty workers in the same shed
  You always have to do the same work

  Your life is going to the boring world
  Factory time - it's not a life

  The boss man of your factory
  Always wants to make more money
  He wants you to work more and more
  How are you ? He doesn't care

  Don't lose your time - the bell is ringing
  The boss is there to supervise you
  The boss is there to look after you

  Your life is going to the boring world
  Factory time - it's not a life

  Ten hours a day in a factory
  You ain't got no time to live your life
  Stupid life for a crazy man
  Stupid life for a boss man

  Now you are sixty-five years old
  And you regret your life - you didn't live
  You're in bad health to live your life

  Your life is going to the boring world
  Factory time - it's not a life
  

  They didn't know where they were going
  But they knew they had to go away
  Leaving' their house with all memories
  The first order is proclaimed in the town

  In the outside they could see a new horizon in the dust
  The noisy dirty atmosphere was reigning over the town

  Going to where they didn't know
  With the order to walk in line - in line
  A lot of tears with a lot of fears
  It was the life during they walked in line

  Everybody with their red eyes were very terrified
  Officers wanted them to walk in line to reach the camp - they cried

  Going to where they didn't know
  With the order to walk in line - in line
  A lot of tears with a lot of fears
  It was the life during they walked in line

  Tired, they had to walk in line during a lot of days
  To finally being separated, all this torture lead to nowhere

  Going to where they didn't know
  With the order to walk in line - in line
  A lot of tears with a lot of fears
  It was the life during they walked in line
  

  Golden reflect in her long hair
  Beetle-browed and bright clear eyes
  White face, oval face with a gaze
  A cloud of brown face powder
  On the cheeks to give her expression
  Expressive face, meek and hard on the cloth

  He lived to create other faces

  He lived alone with his paintings
  The misunderstood man

  Ten years ago, he started painting
  But nobody did search for his paintings
  He was a misunderstood man
  All his work were in his house
  All faces and bright clear eyes
  Strange atmosphere overseen by the eyes

  He lived to create other faces

  He lived alone with his paintings
  The misunderstood man

  All the gazes drove the painter mad
  He lost control in front of a mirror
  His eyes disturbed him, he put them out in despair
  After his death, people began to admire
  The bright clear eyes
  Was it respect ? - I don't know any more

  He lived to create other faces

  He lived alone with his paintings
  The misunderstood man
  

  In the mountains - A lion's there
  A lion of mountains - Looks at the shadows !
  In the air - in the ...
  A lion of mountains - Gloomy fears

  Glorious mountains - in the air...

  In the fountain - a finger of...
  A finger of a shepherd - Pay attention !
  In the water - on the stone
  a finger of a shepherd - Gloomy fears

  Glorious fountains - in the air...

  On the meadow - Children are playing
  But the lion of mountains - Ow !...
  Green meadow - red meadow
  The lion of mountains was famished

  Glorious meadow - in the air - in the Ow !

  Now look at the fountain - Take the finger
  But feel a hand - Ow !...
  On the shoulder - What's the matter ?
  Four fingers...

  Glorious fingers - in the air...
  

  Once upon a time the American Indians
  On their ground and in the sky
  In their mind - fire - fire
  Fire of life - life
  Other paler men came on this ground
  With their guns, with their power
  In their mind, fire was there
  But fire of death

  Always, always believe in the eagles
  In front of the sun they will appear
  Always, always, believe in your power
  For your right, for your children and for you

  A short while ago, the Indians shot
  In the plains and in mountains
  They had the strength of the bear
  The pride of the wolf - wolf
  Today the bad race has been driven
  In the reserves without soul
  But in their heart the spirit of death
  Is stronger than the weapons

  Always, always believe in the eagles
  In front of the sun they will appear
  Always, always, believe in your power
  For your right, for your children and for you

  Give me the hope for next centuries
  Say to me tomorrow you still exist
  Cry your joy in the great lakes,
  the rivers, the forest, and in the fire
  Give me the hope for your children
  Who see you going away weeping
  You can go away but don't die 'cause you fly

  Once upon a time the American Indians
  On their ground and in the sky
  In their mind - fire - fire
  Fire of life - life
  Today the bad race has been driven
  In the reserves without soul
  But in their heart the spirit
  Of death is stronger than weapons

  Always, always believe in the eagles
  In front of the sun they will appear
  Always, always, believe in your power
  For your right, for your children and for you
  

  Are you going to the dangerous world ?
  Where the cannons shoot and the cannons crack
  When you move they will kill you
  What a dangerous life for a little child

  Killing rifles - hand grenades
  You can choose from different arms
  Bombs blow up near grenades
  Religion ceremonies can begin now

  Your life is starting on a battlefield
  So young soldier

  Are you going to the battlefield ?
  With your battledress and your machine guns
  Without your mother, without your father
  A lot of night with gloomy fears

  I wonder if you leave your house
  Because of the law, because of your ground
  Would you like to be honour of your country
  What a crazy life !

  Your life is starting on a battlefield
  So young soldier

  Are you going to the dangerous world
  Where the cannons shoot and the cannons crack
  Like the life of a sucking-pig
  Who is going to a slaughterhouse

  Killing rifles - hand grenades
  You can choose from different arms
  Do you know what's going on ?
  Anyway, you don't have time to reflect

  Your life is starting on a battlefield
  So young soldier
  

  Murdered babies - confused brains
  Feel like doing a crime
  Follow the crowd - it's a ritual
  Another sacrifice

  The crowd is screaming
  It'll pay homage to its assassin God
  A victim will be dead - tonight

  Why don't they realize the pains of a sacrifice
  To be entirely blind by their cruel criminal faiths

  Dead decided - it'll be long
  We must hear cries
  They must be heard by the cruel God
  Another sacrifice

  The victim's trembling - it'll be long with their perverted rites
  Sufferance must stop the heart
  A prey must suffer now

  Why don't they realize the pains of a sacrifice
  To be entirely blind by their cruel criminal faiths

  Closing their mind - they follow their time
  With their perverted rites
  Another sacrifice
  A prey must suffer now

  Blinded by their assassin God
  With slaughters in the eyes
  The evil becomes the right
  My brain becomes a confused brain

  Why don't they realize the pains of a sacrifice
  To be entirely blind by their cruel criminal faiths
  

  I was in a train and I was dreaming of life - of another life
  Where people could say what they think without fear
  Without the fear to be analysed, without this fear
  Are you feeling me ?
  Where people could say what they think without fear
  But I am dreaming

  Livin' in a dream...

  During the way I was thinking about this life - this new way of life
  Where people can live very simply in a town
  Where we can design and imagine a lot of things without oversights
  Where we can live in clear conscious and in peace
  In a simple town

  Livin' in a dream...

  I don't know where we go with all these malicious eyes
  In this modern town
  Be afraid of showing what you like - or what you do - what you like
  To do what you like for your well-being
  Anyway you won't trouble anybody
  However a lot of people will be disturbed and
  I don't know why

  Livin' in a dream...
  

  He's the master of this place
  He's the king, he's the one
  He wants you to do what he wants
  That's the life of this town

  What a nightmare !

  I would like to change your life
  It's one of my great desires
  I would like to change your life

  If you say something that he doesn't want
  It's dangerous for your life
  'cause you'll have to go to a shelter house
  Even it's not your place

  What a nightmare !

  I would like to change your life
  It's one of my great desires
  I would like to change your life

  There you'll have to take a special cure
  A bad treatment for you
  'cause you'll go moving mad
  'cause of the sleeping pills

  What a nightmare !

  I would like to change your life
  It's one of my great desires
  I would like to change your life
  

  Time, what a cruel time
  When a master is on your ground
  He wants you to do what he wants
  Like a animal
  I want to go out of this time

  Tears, after gloomy fears,
  You don't know where you are
  Why you are there, on a battlefield
  Is it a punishment ?
  You want to go out of this time

  Time, what a cruel life
  For the innocents to survive
  They don't know why they are in jail
  They don't understand
  They want to go out of this time
  

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