Rouge [English translation]

There will be gardens, love and bread

Songs, wine; we’ll want for nothing

There will sun on our faces

And happiness in our houses

It is a new era, a revolutionary one

There will be time to laugh and love

No child will have to work

There will be schools for everyone

Only first class, no more second class

It is the end of the history, the red after the black

We’ll have our Sundays free

We’ll go to the seaside

And see our brothers of silence

And peace on earth

But if the war bursts out

About our ideas, too beautiful,

We’d rather die for them

Than crawl without fighting

There will be gardens, love and bread (etc...)

A new world, you understand

Nothing will be ever be the same again

It is the end of the history, the red after the black