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

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

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

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

The skill after the fall
Was coming with some tears
Have the passion for living
For overcoming too

You conquer the suppleness
Your limbs run alone
What's happened ? Joy begins
Your life is...

The sky cries in your eyes
The ways where you can see
The stars are the best
Gloria stays in the air

Your honour is in your great hands
With your curiosity
What's happened ? Joy begins
Your life is...

The sky cries in your eyes

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

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

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

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

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

A tramway was coming
When it crashed into a car
The car crashed into a funeral car
Which overturned and exploded
The funeral car was on fire

And struck the back of the tramway
Some people began to shout
Some of them were hurt
The police were coming
'Cause a woman called for them

The police arrived (there)
On the way the police
Were running savagely
They ran down a little child
The police didn't see him

The police were coming
Cause a woman called for it
The police arrived (there)
The end of the story
Has never been disclosed

We questioned the police
And this is what they said
The police were saying
Cause a woman called for it,
The police arrived (there)

Strongarm's going to the moon
And he's flying through the air
He could take his way all alone

Then he's flying through the air
There he remembers his life
There he carries out his life
That's why he is satisfied

Strongarm's landed on the moon
And he's opening the door
He picks his way and sees the moon

And he's very satisfied
There he remembers his life
There he carries out his life
That's why he is satisfied

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 !

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

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

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