Buenos dias [English translation]

Buenos Dias*, what's up since last time?

The machine goes faster, its dark fates slightly show

Frustration's increased, guess who are the mobsters?

Politics strangle us, the cage ever closer

They want to insert the disk, to give us the chip

Between their law like Loppsi 2, their Codex Alimentarius

Their blockade without pitch, a militarizing police

Neighborhoods singled out as enemies of the republic

Autonomous people treated as terrorists, while their rhetorics

Make you take the worst tyrants for examples of heroism

Praise selfish success ... but in the collective failure,

Tell me what's the point of wanting to save one's life?

Save your soul from the clutches of the Devil's son

Knots in your guts

The Force is as infinite as the universe

Go tell them, no need for those one leads with a carrot on a string

Dreaming of hunting masters like hunting Tunisian youth!

Buenos dias, I see Freedom leave

For her I stand still, I haven't hidden my frankness

The walls close in and the machine's been unleashed

Their slogans make for defect, imprisonning innocents

Babylon's taken over our souls, check it out

Can you feel fear take over you, frenzied life and TF1*

Is Mankind dead? no more place for what is sacred or divine

The small dream of figgs*, and half the planet hungers

2011: here's the setting, deported families

The same people we emprison, that we blame for everything

And while society sleeps with nails in its floats

Tell 'm that everything built on injustice is on its way to crumble

I see time crumble, souls shrinking

Shetan seducing a depressive humanity

The obscurity thickens, the return of she who screws the norm

Fourth missile, or just the draft for another album...

• Artist:Keny Arkana
• Album:L'Esquisse 2 (2011)