Hello hello, planet Earth
Planet in distress
Little overworked man
among SOSes
Little man oblivious
to his own unease
running to forget
he forgot himself in his appearance.
Hello hello, people in a hurry with wrecked nerves
Advocating a kingdom that looks like hell
Ready to die fighting for the cage
which killed our souls and what was within
Factory colors or iron bars
A horizon of hedges where walls encircle us
Dark staging, and they thought
they had erased the whole of ancient wisdom
All directions lost now,
a civilization of vices and banksters
Outrage is blowing from all over the world.
Sons of aberration, stifled by centuries
Break your chains!
Be your brother's keeper
Embody with dignity the gift of Heavens
Amid the mess, tense atmosphere
Babylon is crumbling if we act by ourselves,
so break your chains!
(chorus : )
Hello hello, people in a hurry, your face inside your plate
A whole life spent looking through the window
dreaming silently of another life, another self
So forgetting about oneself will have to do
Anguish and cries stifled by appearances
Knots in your head,
hands tied
heir of the unease
break your chains!
Listen to your soul breathing
The crowds are wrong
Herds gone crazy with drama,
no critical reflection
Here everything is hopeless,
A field of sores and traumas
Hearts are withering on the pavement
since the pressure goes on.
Hello hello, people in a hurry with no inhibitions
walking in the dark, oblivious to themselves
The law of money killed the child
Killed him to worship the great division
People hate each other, they are doomed,
People hurry on, not knowing where to.
Anguish and stress
Bad luck, distress
A mind square as a TV set
Abandoned human being
A rich country and its crowds of homeless
Hey you victims, stand up and fight
In truth youth has not a single dream left
We all betray and kill each other
We love each other in secret
We hate and bleed each other
If we fail, we become servants
If we give in, we're dead.
We know nothing comes easy,
but life is bound to prevail,
so break your chains!
(chorus)
Hello hello, people in a hurry abandoned by history
not allowing itself to have faith in its own victory.
Head bent to avoid seeing the future anymore
and the wear and tear in your own mirror.
Pathetic dream of appearances
A lasting1 victim for glory,
drawn by that what matters
Thinking only of owning, pretending you know it all
Pretending to know everything
Jaded from believing everything they say
Insubordination is put on trial
to be executed or thrown into jail.
Worthy skimpy heir shouting truths
maimed by much too much oppression
Arbitrary horizon, to each his own pattern, his own experiences, his own reasons
Complete inertia, the woulds are infected indeed,
hardened by thousands of questions
and the anguishes they bring to you.
Come on, save yourself from yourself!
(chorus x2)
1. I can see no meaning for "durée" (duration) in this context. Maybe "a status of victim that lasts longer because you strive for glory", but that would be a very strange way to put it