It seems that my country is building detention centers
That the administration obeys the orders of the ministry
It seems that the police ignore defenestrations
That the justice system orders sentences that send them back by charter
It seems that people are trapped at the town hall, by summons, denunciation
That the civil servant also applies himself to deportation
It seems that the police pursue the children of immigrants
That my country invests in prisons for entire families
It seems that it's true, but...

Chorus:
Everything is beautiful, in the best of worlds
The host smiles at his entire round table
Everything is promotion and the jokes are blonde
The audience applauds, every twenty seconds

It seems that their country is rotten and a paradise of corruption
That their elites share what is given to foreign companies
It seems that their numbers grow due to lack of education
Of a youth, who dreams of a better life on the other side of the sea
It seems that if their power comes at the price of massacring populations
To protect what they have invested in with all the power of business
Mafiocracy and monarchy over the forces of interpositions
Every contract is renegotiated with a military presence
It seems that it's true, but...

Chorus

It seems that my country is building detention centers
To theoretically prevent the creation of a pull factor
It seems that demagoguery can win elections
That immigration is chosen like one chooses a scapegoat
It seems that my democracy was built on reconstruction
Of a world still stunned, straight out of hell
It seems that since then, we have forbidden ourselves roundups and persecutions
We focus on numbers, that's what we're told
Mind your own business.

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