Others have tamed hurricanes to control/steer fate
But by a breeze we're blown away, and to ruin we abate
And when you dare ask about the deterioration of affairs
They silence you with slogans and conspiracy theories
The masses (literally: herd) accuse you of treason when you demand change in the motherland
They made you despair so that you sell your rights to save the lost motherland
They told you,
" Enough preaching, come dance with me a while"
" Why are you frowning? Come dance with me a while"
They taught you the anthem and said your struggle is good for the motherland
They sedated you in the artery and said your lethargy/apathy is good for the motherland
They told you,
" Enough preaching, come dance with me a while"
" Why are you frowning? Come dance with me a while"