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It's natural to be afraid, that's where courage is born
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How can you dream in color when the future only foretells storms
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The patched-up happiness we build vanishes in the grayness
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May our hopes cut loose from the madness that shears them
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Bloodstained with bitterness, days of darkness
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At dawn tinted with mist, exhumes funereal grudges
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A choir of sobs hums our afflictions
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Carries our burdens, hums our desolation
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Hate flirts with us, offers us a dance
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Deadly and rhythmic, to the tempo of our vengeance
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If dreams of peace surely lie dormant in everyone
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You can lose your humanity in a maze of sorrow
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How can you reason with soldiers of madness
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Fear will trap us for the enemies of mercy
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Architects of destruction, masons of horror
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Farmers of abomination who mix up beauty and ugliness
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Memory and bitterness, thirst for justice and fury
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Fire into the crowd bullets as blind as their hearts
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Sunk in excess, drowned in vanity
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The most ignorant think they're humanity's elite
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Fits of anger reveal us to ourselves
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You don't know what you'll tolerate until you're facing the extreme
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One clap of violence drowns out our fine speeches
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And here we are ready to throw France into Eric Zemmour's civil war
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It's the game of division, of trade, of terror
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How to sink the Nation into unreason then horror
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Sordid conductors turn our pain into instruments
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Pathetic greedy men who hate more than they love
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Those who crave confrontation often ignore its reality
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Their arrogance matches their cowardice
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They blow on embers while hiding in their comfort
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They sing us the Marseillaise as long as death stays scentless
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They plan war but will never wear the fatigues
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When we run out of graveyards, they'll flee the country
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Leaving it to itself, in fire and blood
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Behind the flag's colors
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Hide these enemies of the Nation
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Sowers of trouble, deceitful, neurotic
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Venom spitters with sclerosis in their hearts
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Uninhibited racists who theorize hate
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But even the Nazis had their own intellectuals
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Let's learn from the past
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Not even 100 years ago the unthinkable became truth
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Their words put names
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On what their hearts secretly want
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They'll only feel soothed once Muslims are hunted down
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Once Muslims are jostled, persecuted for their choices
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Once Muslims are corralled, executed for their faith
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They want to plunge us into total war with no tomorrow
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In that, terrorists and they chase the same design
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Out of breath, France is holding its breath
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Now we realize how precious peace is
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Must we lose a blessing to appreciate its value
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Do we have to get near the fire to feel its heat
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In this globalized world, Baghdad isn't that far anymore
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And we've only brushed the horror of their daily lives
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The awakening from our carefree years is brutal
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How many peoples wake each day under a state of emergency
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Filled with compassion when terror lays siege to us
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We've got other concerns than enjoying our privileges
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From Libya to Syria they repeat the same mistakes
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Their foreign policy makes us bleed inside
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Barely disguised warlike expansion
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Money ambitions masked as humanity
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Arbitrary condemnations then unjustified silences
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Vulgar use of the concept of freedom
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For your own survival, is other people's death vital
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Surgical strikes, really? On a hospital
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How can you condemn here while funding over there
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To your power games you pass off as fights
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Blood on your hands, oil in your eyes
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The supposed human rights, every day they trample them
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They back those who fight them
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Fight those they back
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Demagogue bureaucrats, schizophrenic politics
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Hate sticks to us like a shadow
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Since the hawks started shooting the doves
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I'm still trying to stay loving
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A sane man ruled by madmen
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We're out of our depth in this sea of blood
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Our wishes for peace swim against the current
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Rain may fall on dried-out hearts
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You rarely see rocks bloom
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Peace is just a ceasefire
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Because some laugh at what moves us
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While madmen slash innocents
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I escape in a child's smile
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Each of our nights waits for its sun
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Must we die to leave our sleep
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It seems we have no choice anymore
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We must live or die together