Kicked out of our downtowns, expropriated of our rights
Too-subtle colonization so that the people can really see
Divided in fear, too confined to our own shits
These that they sow and from which fruits come to our full mouths
It's the same hangman who comes to tap on our skulls
And between us we pour all the poison of our dramas
It sleeps in the streets, bears all misfortunes
While the buildings are empty, sleeping so they can increase in value
It kicks out families, old people and children
Between CRS cars and surveillance cameras
A few years have sufficed to sanitize our streets
Social and cultural apartheid
Today the fascists assert themselves, love to humiliate us
The city belongs no longer to the people but to real estate salesmen
Speculative funds, appetites become weighted
Since the war on the impoverished was declared
Chorus:
Kicked out of our cities, like being kicked out of our lives
We will go occupy the street, like all the empty buildings
We will go confront the rampant abuse that goes too far
We will not let the street be stolen, because the street belongs to us
They want to draw apartheid, we'll draw the underground
We will go reappropriate all that they have taken for granted
Homeless, without papers, without dreams and without rights
Solidarity, we are together, this is the front of the voiceless
Transferred out of our residential neighborhoods, it's banks that spring up instead
We ghettoize, we wage war, to send us to the breakage
The cowboys are armed and have acquired a taste for beating people up
They want to make the vase overflow, to better see us drink the glass
It's the new order that stomps up to our neighborhoods
Police featuring Air France if you ever don't have your papers
Babylon constructs its empire on our miseries
Since the Rights of Man(1) died during a police blunder
The scapegoat generation, littered butts(2) of young people in the yard
Which have been crushed underfoot but have not yet uttered their last word
2008, injustices, there's only walls and tensions
Families, even kids locked up in juvenile detention
Survive in this shit which has become a way of life
Homeless people who die in the cold in front of empty buildings
The war on the poor is official, tell them that it's gone too far
No apartheid, no, the street belongs to us
Chorus:
Kicked out of our cities, like being kicked out of our lives
We will go occupy the street, like all the empty buildings
We will go confront the rampant abuse that goes too far
We will not let the street be stolen, because the street belongs to us
They want to draw apartheid, we'll draw the underground
We will go reappropriate all that they have taken for granted
Homeless, without papers, without dreams and without rights
Solidarity, we are together, this is the front of the voiceless
"Shout to them that we are the world
That the people will end up winning
That they have the numbers, that we have the numbers (3)
And that the street belongs to us"
European measure, rehabilitation
Synonym for eviction and sanitization
Labor union collaborators who play the game of the dredge
While social chaos is suppressed by the blows of police batons
A populace that hides their faces, but for how long?
And these bought-and-sold media whores who know nothing but propaganda
Violent flicks that like to provoke young people
Fascist government that fills up our mouths
Private pension funds that buy back entire neighborhoods
That kick the inhabitants out without going to the trouble of finding them new homes
Without papers, humiliated by the guardians of chaos
Airline companies, accomplices of the new Gestapo
Too many collaborators for charter flights of shame
Filing of DNA, blows and injuries, and deportations
I call on the resistance, mobilized on the field
Disobedience, because the street belongs to us!
Chorus:
Kicked out of our cities, like being kicked out of our lives
We will go occupy the street, like all the empty buildings
We will go confront the rampant abuse that goes too far
We will not let the street be stolen, because the street belongs to us
They want to draw apartheid, we'll draw the underground
We will go reappropriate all that they have taken for granted
Homeless, without papers, without dreams and without rights
Solidarity, we are together, this is the front of the voiceless