Fool's Day [Tongan translation]

Wake up straight

Caught out by the sun

On the first day of April.

Out of bed

Thought it was a plane crash

But I'm sure that I was dreaming

TV's on

Of course caffeine

A science of submission again.

Another day

On this little island

Just a bell hangs on.

Porridge done

I take my kid to school

Passed the pound shop: Woolworth's.

Under bridge

Where the subway sees the daytime

And the Westway flies by.

Then on my bike

Down the Ladbroke Grove

To the forthcoming dramas.

A studio

And a love of all sweet music

We just can't let go.

Let go, let go, let go, let go.

So meditate

On what we've all become

On a cold day in springtime.

Civil war

Is what we were all born into

Raise your left hand, right, sing.

Don't capitulate to the forces

Of the market place

They've long departed.

Consolidate

The love we have together

On a cold day in springtime.