Vox Populi [English translation]

The people speak, the people speak a lot

The people speak, the people speak a lot

They have been saying that I hit with my hand

That I play it fiercely, I pierce the leather, I go on

I'm into it, but I don't forfeit the battle

I'm a hard player, I fight a lot, I send the lime

I'm a dreamer, I want many things and nothing suffocates me

But nothing of this provokes me

And they say I run across the world

I create a trend, I'm into it

And nothing of this saddens me

People who don't know me say these things

The people speak, the people speak a lot

The people speak, the people speak a lot

People speak and speak, and they speak a lot

If I have a drink in the night

They call me a troublemaker

When I hit, when I fight

They call me a quarrelsome

I'll go on playing my drums

They call me drummer

The people speak, the people speak a lot

The people speak, the people speak a lot

If I'm strong, I'm in the crowd

They call me "partner" already

But if I'm facing any problem

If I'm always passing around a corner

I'm nothing but a small thief

I suddenly turn into an evildoer

When I perform a bit of funk

They say I'm a funk singer

People speak, people do speak

People speak, people do speak

Compensating the anatomy

People talk without pity

There are two eyes, two ears

But there is just a single mouth

The people speak, the people speak a lot

The people speak, the people speak a lot