Still
Our ideas which they twist
Strangled at dawn
And our dreams
Which they burst
Without remorse
Always
(days of defeat)
Their values which have race
(bow the head)
The guardians of their towers
(ivory towers)
Indecent
(without seeing us)
They are
(deafened)
Deafened
Think of the impossible first of all
Burn our golden prisons
Dare an Utopia until the end
Only the madmen have advanced
Still
(bodies are kneeling down)
The censor for bodies
(rope around our necks)
Our sprits that they squeezing
(sorceries)
they trap us
(privileges)
In the name of
(carnivores)
Carnivores
Think of the impossible first of all
Burn our golden prisons
Dare an Utopia until the end
Only the madmen have advanced
They promised us easy days
poor imbeciles
they allowed us tame lives
Without sweet insanity, without poetry
the trouble in the thread, endless nights
made us the cheerful puppets
Think of the impossible first of all
Burn our golden prisons
Dare an Utopia until the end
Only the madmen have advanced
(advanced)
All desires
Adored dreams
Dare an Utopia until the end
(until the end)
Only the madmen have advanced