And when you know who they are
Neither forget nor forgive
For those who generate filth

Under the cobblestones, the beach?
On the beach, these bodies sinking in the gold of a Saddam (hey)
Under the sky of rage
The wind blows us these words that we love to death, salam (hey)

There's like a lack of sense
Like burn, burn the gasoline
Like we're watering each other today (hey)

And I roll my hump when I take my kids to school
In this big car, we don't care, we smoke (hey)
They can go cry their fathers on the moon

I am the father
I am the father
I am the father of the moon

I am the father
I am the father
I am the father of the moon

There's like a lack of luck
Like we salivate, we envy
Like we're getting stuck today

Getting our feet caught in our oriental rugs
They prostitute themselves in the shadow of our complexities
They like to blend into the decor
Until it collapses, the decor

Under the cobblestones, the beach?
On the beach, these bodies drowned in total indifference

I am the people who do not want to deal
With those who want to kill freedom
And when you know who they are
Neither forget nor forgive
For those who generate filth

I am the people who wanted to dance
Just enjoy this party night
Nothing is stronger than love
Let's go together to share our heart

Decency
Decency
Share our heart

At the crossroads, doubts invite themselves
And dreams that gnaw at us
But these people too close are too far away
From our priorities to the right
If left and want this albatross
Covered in mud and oil
At 2000 bucks the barrel

There's like a lack of sense
Like burn, burn the gasoline
Like we're watering each other today
Like we're watering each other today
Gimme, gimme, gimme, shock treatment
Decency

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