(Viva, viva, the revolution)

To you who once professed
Dissidence and the underground
Your war cries, what have you done with them?
The anthem and the party card?
And those so polished manners
All those ballroom dances
Those airs you once despised
They fit you like a glove
Oh, times change
Oh, times change
Oh, times change

Ah, you traded leaflets and slogans
Watchwords and demonstrations
For more elegant things
HR, Golf, and stock options
You quickly learned the song
No matter since it's in good taste
Might as well get in tune
It's for the good of the nation
Oh, times change
Oh, times change
Oh, times change

Ah, what do you want?

Friend, I do not salute you
Nor do I congratulate you, by the way
You have your conscience for yourself
The matter is one of values
Okay, it's a bit demagogic
I concede, I understand
Admit it, it was too tempting
Between leftists, we understand each other
Oh, times change
Oh, times change
Oh, times change
Oh, times change

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