Nik baditut sei

I spit on six fascists
I spit on six fascists
They were building a house
In a German town
With the police's sweet advice
I had a chainsaw in hand
I was making fences in Paris
I ran into the National Front
They called me a foreigner
They threw me to the ground
I spit on six fascists
I spit on six fascists
This is the story of a society
That is falling apart
While it is being destroyed
It repeats over and over
Everything has been going smoothly so far
Everything has been going smoothly so far
The fall is not important
But the rise
I spit on six fascists
Even if I have to struggle.