Berurier Noir
Concerto Pour Detraques
Petit Agite
A cursed suburb,
In a forbidden zone
An army of cops
Marked by hatred ,
The young people are going wild
We have nothing to lose
The cars are creaking,
The area is in flames
And madness is winning
br/>The rebel kids
Burning trash cans
Tonight is a party!
Little fidget...
All the Béruriers
Little Bérurier...
All restless
Come and see how hot it is,
The crates are rolling
It's the big rodeo
Under a hooded head,
You lost your mind
And the world collapses
The city of the crazy,
District of the restless
Commando Bérurier
You advance masked
In the dark without paper,
Commando Bérurier...

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