I choose neither my destiny
Nor the path
We only learned how to float
and how to live like crazy.
You have the permission to stay watching
They only want your vote
If they tell you that everything will get better
Stop looking at them
and never forget that
It was them
It was them
They're already leaving
and the idea of not being able to
robbing us what is left for us makes them sick.
This need to not want to be silent
and to gather slowly
may we never stop singing again
and may we toast
because we know that
It was them
It was them
It will end
The end is near
In a while, everything will be ours.
The moment has come to stop crying
because they don't have your vote
And if they tell you that everything will get better
Stop looking at them
and never forget that
It was them, it was them, it was them, it was them.