[Verse 1: Axis]
Here the lives of young people are consumed like incense
And if our dreams go up in smoke it is because it is time to be aware
That life is not a game of chance, nor a game of poker
And that we must fight to have what we want, and not stay down
Making our goals come true dreams here, each one's desires
Rise to the ranks of the greatest, and ensure the coming days
But if my dreams go up in smoke, dissipated by the wind
I keep my head held high in the face of the loss of my childhood dreams
Too many young people who are struggling, lost, with an uncertain future
No longer know what to do with their lives, and will eventually like a dog man...
[Chorus]
And in the corner of my eye a tear which will form puddles, which will form rivers
Which will close access to all these buried hopes ©s
Is it inhuman to dream? See his fire reanimated
Then go out and go up in smoke. (bis)
[Verse 2: Cyanide]
The heart revives its life, soon it will end
At dusk he no longer asks himself, what tomorrow morning will be
It's about rinsing, it's about getting pinched
He realized that when he woke up, nothing good could happen for him anymore
Sunset for a life, even if everything changes
No more desire to consider something other than letting yourself rot
No fruit in your life annuity, what's the point of living? old
To enrich someone richer, what's the point of not dying
He just wanted a piece of happiness, to see his grandchildren running
In his garden, with a mouth full of jam
Now he is still fighting on this bench, which does not even belong to him
Look at his offspring, without plans or future, without plans or future
He says to himself They are screwed up, that's his opinion
Sometimes even curses himself for having given them life
In the sky observing this moon
That he has never been able to take down but who taunts again and remains lit
Her dreams and theirs fly away and go up in smoke
[Chorus]
And in the corner of my eye a tear which will form puddles, which will form rivers
Which will close access to all these buried hopes
Is it inhuman to dream? See your fire rekindle
Then go out and go up in smoke. (bis)
[Verse 3: Antilop Sa]
It's the story of a girl, who quit school saying no longer at college
Clean teachers, cool classes, all that now she fucks
The cause, pregnant by a bastard, since the father has gone elsewhere
But on the other hand without resources, since her family abandoned her
Weary of life, bitterness, dreams that go up in smoke
She saw herself as a lawyer, even ©doctor, basically wanted a famous profession
Coming from a modest background, wanted to leave this pitiful life
Inconceivable prospect, but for her son incredible will
Ready to give everything for him, his life, his flesh, his pride
As proof, she gave herself over to the pleasures of the flesh to raise him
I embody a future, a past form , she said to stop deluding herself, to stop crying
Her dreams are going up in smoke, this existence has sickened her too much
Life of misery, always the same one that plays a sad tune from Mozart
No life without hatred, it's true Axis this fact makes us losers
Dreams go up in smoke some people escape their worries by smoking
Others don't see the point, they want to end life
The big obstacle to happiness is expecting too much happiness
If tomorrow I die without honor, it is because all these dreams were only an illusion
Dreams go up in smoke, some flee their worries by smoking
Others do not see the interest in life want to end it
The great obstacle to happiness is to expect too much happiness
If tomorrow I die without honors, it is because for me it will have sounded time