Verse 1
Policy-bounded vicious
Truth-telling is draped with lying, hypocritical
Policy-zero! Nobody wants to be mistaken, why they are
often in religious ceremonies just for the elections.
-The words of the guide please
Sorano and physio lam, science has joined metals that will go down,
tunnels thugs, trace their blade.
The country goes through the slab and the thirst is killing us poverty and lack of
account
and they eat their meat money sent to them,
our concerns are that they be easy.
I do not see the benefit of municipalities.
Stand up and claim the financing of roads, hospitals schools.
We left stranded with a simple clinical and three bottles of alcohol
I hate politicians! Nigger!
Refrain
It is like the chameleon life hard as iron
The population stands turned back al'oisiveté
I do not even want to watch them.
Even fewer ask them something.
2nd Verse
Anyone who promises the most and strongest political
Arabesque more than you do professional criticism
I do not see why from 2000 to 2007
Larger brain 'if you walked valiantly nieras nothing
Awkward! The people close their eyes against fraud
Taking advantage of your sweat interrupting our summits
Staying up all day long in the sun, both naked on top be silent
Our hopes are lost forever in the wind for everyone to rise
show her 5 fingers
We are two monitors and directs the palace
nobody speaks of Dakar and its beauty
Or the nice car, no!
we want what we need is the essential
Reason for what we drive the other for you
Meeting, in front of you, then what did not fill the gap in which the
countries will fall
We must stand up! I hate politicians! Nigger!
Refrain
It is like the chameleon, life as hard as iron
The population stands backs al'ousoveté
I do not even want to watch them, still less ask them something
3rd verse
Secret of the policy is found
Just as one speaks you know, or he campaigned
Young bruised, wandering in despair swimming in the policy
lying tongue was loosened but we know that what we show is
not equal to the reality of their failure is removed by crossing by boat
westward
All young people choose to migrate
rather than building the country lost in their thoughts with their problem
daily
No coming, you always put a spoke in the wheel
Creating discrepancies between police and people
Ensuring the future of their offspring by sending them to Europe
We plunge into the darkness to vote our Africa
The country goes through the current high cost of living bills
electricity, telephone and water
Upsets, the proletarian whose dignity has plunged into the water
wisdom
Done what you want, but it will be our turn
On the day of eviction does not ask me what we will be your executioners
I hate politicians! Nigger!
Refrain
It is like the chameleon, life as hard as iron
The population stands backs al'ousoveté
I do not even look at them, still less ask them some
thing
You do not like us. We do not love you
Who loves you in the heart, you hate it with thinking
The policy we want is the one we see
The politician is the worst we love