I see all of you pass a review,
Grown sons, great men of the world,
Preferred over you,
Don't want to talk yet,
It's the color you like so much,
Another wind blows and who,
Who can guarantee that tomorrow we
will finally face each other,
In order to go somewhere.
We'll see
I see all of you pass a review,
Europe's daughters, frank and free,
And I leave like there's nothing on my Greencard,
If you feel more comfortable when it's done, so be it.
What gets to me is
That you'll never forget
I know, you know,
What we talk about, when we know,
That we're called Europe,
And we fucking miss it
Nananananananananana... Europa!
I see all of you pass a review,
Dark figures, uniform in your malice,
And how long it lasts is contrary to your presentationm
Well, our juice in superiority,
It's about the myths of reason,
And the Bohème bohémisiert
And the reactionary is classed as a secondary,
Primarily, we want Lady Europe,
And now and today, forever and ever,
Nananananananananana... Europa!