Moscow Death Brigade — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Papers, Please!
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Papers, Please! » de Moscow Death Brigade.
Paroles
Wrong place of birth, wrong papers, wrong accent
«Your presence here is unacceptable accident»
They turn backs on them, puppetry level’s excellent
They’re spitting lies in their eyes and never hesitate
You know what I’m saying, it’s time to spare your prayers
They look the other way for terrorists, smugglers and slavers
But if you’re running for your life, trying to escape the slaughter
They’ll let your wife die and feast on your sons and daughters
Poison the water, the feast of legalized murder
Their lies about human rights don’t cost a quarter
They bomb your home, let the beast roam, close the border
And feed the world another tale by double-tongued reporter
Forward to the past, Can I ask? Do you remember
How the allies were sending people back to gas chamber?
Beware the beast, at least you know what to expect
The circle closes and the history repeats itself
Papers, please! They get you on your knees
Straight face, race to the death, Deaf to your pleas
Who’s the real illegal people, who’s the real disease?
We’re all immigrants, We’re all refugees.
The circle closes and the history repeats itself
Like 80 years ago abandoning those to the death
Who happened to be born on the wrong side of the fence
Ignoring obvious atrocities and cries for help
Not all was apathy — fallacy, lost humanity
Progressive wanna-be society begets another malady
No remedy, humanitarian calamity
another people denied the right to live with vanity
Another Human race catastrophe,
Another instance of entitled masses showing lack of empathy
Authorities are waging war, you people lie in idleness
Refuse to take responsibility for leaders' violence
Communities of hypocrites reveal their rotten values
«Civilized world» devoid of basic principles of kindness
Close minded, close the borders: entry denied
The price of economic comfort is their innocent lives
Papers, please! They get you on your knees
Straight face, race to the death, Deaf to your pleas
Who’s the real illegal people, who’s the real disease?
We’re all immigrants, We’re all refugees.
Face the facts, no thanks, «Your passport lacks stamps
Please go back for war, torture and the death camps»
Join the ranks, labeled as illegal people
Cursed by those who suck blood from golden calf’s nipple
Broken families, tragedies, who the devil is They put another spiked wall on the land they’ve seized
Barbed wire, peace expires, lost evidence
Infection of the whole soul, unknown genesis
Traduction des paroles
Face droite, course à la mort, sourd à vos plaidoyers
Qui sont les vrais illégaux, qui sont les vrais malades?
Nous sommes tous des immigrés, Nous sommes tous des réfugiés.
Face aux faits, non merci, " votre passeport manque de timbres
Retournez pour la guerre, la torture et les camps de la mort»
Rejoignez les rangs, étiquetés comme des clandestins
Maudit par ceux qui sucent le sang du mamelon de veau d'or
Familles brisées, tragédies, qui est le diable ils ont mis un autre mur à pointes sur la terre qu'ils ont saisi
Fil de fer barbelé, la paix expire, preuves perdues
Infection de toute l'âme, Genèse inconnue