We are all dreamers, we enjoy our misfortunes The whole world is full, but yet like me you do nothing Forgive my question, do you know why you think you're on your knees? If you still don't stop to say you have time, take your turn I'm the first, it's true, I have a place, I'm the perfect one But what are a few tears for attention, my melodrama As usual extrapolated, why not even sublimate it Drunk and drugged, in the evening you abuse my toys The life of man is everything, nothing is ever crazy enough He hurts, he is taboo, cowardly, he takes blows The human does not want to think anymore, you know the frustration of being criticized His myth loves you too much, but if you think otherwise, society is over When the guys love you, in the scene, reveal me the opposite Without pain, where man no longer looks for pleasure Abstract paradise, it's not discreet Love, show me the landmark Without hate, where man is vain, you complain Nowadays I'm afraid to say, sometimes I even fear to laugh Far from me, the idea of harming you, I never wanted to make you suffer But the anguish must be admitted, to dare by oneself, but even to think My everything like you, forced to put on clothes, we will mask it Believe me, remember my words, promised my advice, it's not wrong Happiness will be the audacity that your heart will have if you rebel For a day, pride is banned, it doesn't matter if the world wants it A more satisfying day, without ever wanting to do better Society is over When the guys love you, in the scene, reveal me the opposite Without pain, where man no longer looks for pleasure Abstract paradise, it's not discreet Love, show me the landmark Without hate, where man is vain, you complain Often I waste my time, constantly counting the amount Very sad but without money, you don't enjoy it as much Dreams are not free, even if the rumor says so Life is for the great, no more room for children Jobs, testaments, parents, fly you Peter Pan No more room for magic in this world where man said everything I often lose my line, fortunately, dying is allowed So I address myself to you, the guardian of the country Tell me if it tells you how much to see you once a month It won't be like on earth, I won't pollute your air anymore It won't be like millennia, promised, no more war polemics I don't give you hell, I just want a new era Society is over When the gods put you on stage Show me the opposite Without pain, where man no longer looks for pleasure Abstract paradise, it's not discreet Love, show me the landmark Without hate, where man is vain, you complain Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh