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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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...

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

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