1. YAROSLAV PARPINOVICH

A Kiev dans la cave
J’entrave que t’chi à ce qui me bédave
Dicave couzin, ch’suis à l’arrache
Baron d’ébène, ça va être trash!

Yaroslav dans sa baignoire
Les yeux ouverts jusqu’au trois quarts
Exorbités par le Ricard
C’est sûr, c’est sûr, il sera en retard!

Yaroslav débarque en teuf
Onze heurs moins le quart, « salut quoi de neuf ? »
Il recommence à faire son speech
V’la le grand Parpinovich!

Yaroslav est à la bourre
La nuit a bien durée deux jours
Et c’est les idées floues
Que monsieur se remet debout!


2. MONKEY MIND

Every day when I get up
I see this concrete archipelago
A great and large grey forest
Cradle of thousands souls
Every day when I walk
In the heart of this flora
Where all inhabitants run after time
I think about my civilization

I’m just lost in the middle
Of the urban jungle
We are all animals
We have all the monkey mind

I live in a big tree
Built of stones and metals
A giant grove of technology
Ready to fall in ruins
I live in a dangerous wood
Because the law of the strongest
Is the only rule to know
To survive in my civilization

I run, I flee, I jump, I climb
I escape from predators
Of our own world
I run, I flee, I jump, I climb
Like a big ape
Or simply like a man


3. TOMATO JUICE

На русская подлодка
Есть капитан Павлова
Который плывёт между
Баренцевом морем
И мурманскей областом
« Когда океан тёмн
История бессмысленн
Как на моей стране
Как на моём виде »

В дне эта советская консервная банка
Я думаю нашей историе
« Да свидания и слава родине »
Это то, что я их сказал
Мы посылали спутник называется „Мир“
Но что мы делали?
Мы назвали газета „Правда“
Но что мы говорили?
Человек который хотел стать поэт
Видел своя самое красивое создание
На всех монетах
Нашей очень большой нации

Но в пятьдесяте году
Что мы будем делать тем временем?
Победители пишут история
История не нуждается в героях
Герои создают легенды
И легенды ложные историе
Но в пятьдесяте году
Что мы будем говорить тем временем?
О наших нелепых поступках
Исторня может изменять
Но правда вернулась
Всегда от прошлого


4. MY OBLIVIOUS REALITY

In the end, what we see seems so real, but is it really?
The experiences of our life, the lessons of our existence, could they be wrong?
Does it make sense to base our beliefs on something that maybe doesn’t exist?
Are we in great collective dream where all mankind imagines his own truth?
Everyone lives his own reality
And everybody live it differently
But nobody understands himself
A question of point of view, certainly!

Who can tell you that what you live is real?
Who can tell you that what you see isn’t conceivable?

We live in different worlds
We believe in different lies
But we see the same gray
And we want to go away
From this reality
But everybody knows
The truth isn’t single
I know, I know
Everything I see doesn’t exist
Because I’m in my reality

In the end, I see my world but I don’t know if it is real?
Perhaps I just dreamt awake for so many years?
But this world is mine
Here I live, here I survive
And even if we are only pictures
I see all of us crossing the nightmares


5. 8 BILLIONS

How many men...
How many women...

How many men for honor, for faith
How many men for justice, for love
How many men for hope of a better life
How many men for envy and for greed
Have poured their blood onto their skins and rags
How many men against the hatred they fight
Got lost in this one
How many men against other men
Have lost what made them men
… their mankind

How many women by grief, by sadness
How many women by sorrow, by pain
How many women by loss of a better life
How many women by death and betrayal
Have poured their tears onto their cheeks and sheets
How many women against the horror that overwhelm them
Become dull and without light
How many women with other women
Have lost what made them women
… the forgiveness

How many children without dad’, without mum’
How many children without joy and knowledge
How many children without choice of a better life
How many children without limits and innocence
Have filled with anger their veins and their fists
How many children by the revenge of their forefathers
Felt other vengeances
How many children with other children
Have lost what made them children
… the future

How many men don’t listen their wives
How many women have convinced their children
How many children have removed the husband of a woman
And the father of a child
How many murders
How many wars
How many genocides
Have never had any reason to exist
And even if theses had one
They should never had been perpetrated
The hatred feels the hatred
The revenge feels the revenge
The tears feel the tears

What the men does with men, make him less human than the least human of men


6. I'VE DA DREAM

I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I’ve da dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed : “We hold these truths to be self-evident : that all men are created equal.”

I’ve da dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.

I’ve da dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I’ve da dream that one day my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. I’ve da dream today!

I’ve da dream that one day down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right down in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I’ve da dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain and the crooked places will be made straight and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together

I’ve da dream today.