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Les Nouveaux Partisans (Новые партизаны) - Французский
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Hear our voices go up factories
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Our voices of proletarians who say we are sick
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Tired of getting up every day at five o'clock
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To take as a parked train like cattle
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Tired of the machine that we drunk head
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Tired of chefaillon, chrono that we die
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Tired of the life of a slave, of the misery of life
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Hear our voices they announce war
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Chorus :
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We are the new supporters
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Mavericks class warfare
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The camp of the people is our camp
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We are the new supporters
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Look at the operated when he returned in the evening
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And look at the women who toil all their lives
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You who drool over us, who say there is gentrifying
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Descend into the mine 600 meters deep
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It's not on your carpet that dies of silicosis
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You count your profits, there are our mutilated
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Look we grow old rhythm cadences
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Patrons watch us is the war begins
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Chorus
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And you slave-drivers of the working class
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You sweeten not'e back on, it does not bother you
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Your minions permanent advise us Belote
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And speak on our behalf to the boss's office
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Vote, handle, start Grenelle
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You do not go wrong, now it works more
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There are only two camps, you are no longer ours
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To all the collaborators, we we will make war
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Chorus
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Stroll a bit in the putrid homes
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Where sleeping in shifts when we make the three eight
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The revolt rumbling black home Ivry
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Announces the revenge of Aubervilliers dead
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It is the revolt as the heart of the slums
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Where misery piled with disease
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But all migrant workers are our brothers
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Unite with them you have declared war
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Chorus
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Violence is everywhere you we have learned
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Patrons who operate and cops matraquez
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But your oppression we cry resistance
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You expel Kader Mohamed stands
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Because we do not expel the revolt of the people
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People preparing to take up arms
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What traitors have stolen 45
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Yes bourgeois against you, the people wants war
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Chorus
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