Damn shit, how lazy we have become,
sitting in front of the television and only being clever.
Revolt, revolutionaries, remote control,
which word is wrong, which smells of self-deception .
Oh no, mass is far from being said
and little Drops, he is far from being sucked.
A fire still burns deep in our hearts,
we We've just slipped once again due to our inertia.
Refrain:
Are we many or few, it doesn't matter,
We're ready, we're ready, we're ready.
Break the chains of our dreams, the goal right in front of our eyes
and the goal, it's called freedom, it's called freedom.
But chains of lights certainly won't get us any further,
Maybe the recipes with heating oil and gasoline.
We need strike, babule, Rambazamba,
Determination, cohesion, positioning clearly.
Solidarity is, after all, a weapon
and uprising, now in plain language, is a good argument.
As long as social injustices prevail,
then rubble and ashes are the new foundation here and it burns.
Refrain (2x):
Are we many or few, it doesn't matter,
we are ready, we are ready, we are ready.
Break the chains of our dreams, the goal is right in front of us
and the goal, it's called freedom, it's called freedom.

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