If we sang louder
and even louder.
If our voices, our chords
changed the scenery.
On the borders, cheerful airs!
Our religions, unisonous!
Flags at half-mast, pianissimo!
On the battlefields, party songs!
If we sang louder
and even louder.
If our voices, our chords
changed our sceneries.
Sweet attacks to the beat of dances.
To our guitars, full powers.
If we always sang,
instead of the drums,
the troubadours songs
rather than speeches.
If we sang louder,
oh even louder,
until our voices, our chords
exploded the scenery!
(If we sang louder...)
Barred cells to the sound of a violin!
(And even louder...)
(If our voices, our chords...)
On straightjackets, treble clefs!
(Changed the scenery...)
Explode the scenery!
(Ah, ah, ah, ah...)
If our voices were enough.
(Ah, ah, ah, ah...)
If songs could.
(Ah, ah, ah, ah...)
If songs could.
(Ah, ah, ah, ah...)
Yeah.