14.08.2021
The song of the free man
I will throw my hair backi will put my face on upside-down
i will go out into the streets and the squares
with guns, with screams, with slogans
to humiliate the fans of the barbed wire...
To put the shelter of Death on fire...
The wise-men will come to trip me up
because they lose their clients because of me..
The 'special police forces' will come to break my ribs
because i spread anger and fire among children...
But i will throw my hair back
i will put my face on upside-down
i will go out into the streets and the squares
with guns, with screams, with slogans
to humiliate the fans of the barbed wire...
The red ones will come to make my face red
because i am more red than them.
The white ones will come to bruise my eye
because i am more white than them.
The enlightened ones will come to knock the daylights out of me,
because i am more enlightened than them...
They will come
the ridiculous, the serious ones..
the eastern, the western ones...
the protestants, the catholics
my people, my enemies
the devils, the gods...
In other words, everybody, these and those
who perceive life to be a caprice of the moment.
But i will throw back my hair once again
i will once again put my bleeding face on upside-down
i will go out into the streets and the squares
with guns, with screams, with slogans...
To demand Bread and Liberty