It's two friends like that coming back from the procession
and it's her and it's him like that caught in the trap
then an arm lock, broken breath
a blow to the shins of this morning

It's the world upside down, screaming on the asphalt
and a knee on the ground, the rage that reignites

It's two friends like that thrown on the ground
clothes torn off, hope tumbling down
pushed into the van, wrists smashed
it's two lovers like that who were just passing by

It's the world upside down and it's the reverse of the world
the disgust that grows and the storm that rumbles

Possible that the wind changes partner
Possible that under the door there is light
Possible that the street regains its colors
Possible if I believe your lips on my fear

We know the pretext, we know it we refuse it
under what pretext these batons that fly
we know the refrain since the dawn of time
the drunkenness of power, the van in the wind

shoulders that crack the day that degenerates
a few cracked ribs and the world upside down

I speak from where I speak with my DNA
and this fugitive blood that flows in my veins
which only makes one turn in its loyalty
which only makes one turn to no longer accept

The fever screwed to the fist shout standing and proud
so that finally this upside down world turns around

Possible that the wind changes partner
Possible that under the door there is light
Possible that the street regains its colors
Possible if I believe your lips on my fear

Possible that the wind changes partner
Possible that under the door there is light
Possible that the street regains its colors
Possible if I hear the rumor slalom

Possible Possible Possible Possible
Possible Possible Possible Possible

It's two friends like that coming back from the procession
and it's her and it's him like that caught in the trap
it's the world upside down and it's the reverse of the world
the disgust that grows and the storm that rumbles

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