Bleu, Blanc, Rouge
Raggasonic
Blue, White, Red
Blue White Red
Your eyes are blue
Your skin is white
Your lips are red
What do I see in the distance
It's a flag waving
Can it tell me what's going on?
Or does it represent a threat?
Is it you who doesn't want to lose face?
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Your king is white
Your suit is blue and you see red
When you see me, you have only one wish
That I move
Can it tell me what's going on?
Or does it represent a threat?
Is it you who doesn't want to lose face?
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We say out loud
What the youth in the ghettos think quietly
The fascists eliminate the Arabs and the Blacks
It's true, some will tell me it's a banality
But in the meantime, many of them there are getting killed
Your eyes are blue, your skin is white, your lips are red
If I see a fascist in front of me, he has to move
I use my microphone like I would use an uzi
To eliminate the FN Le Pen and all the fascists in Paris
Chorus
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Your fleur-de-lis is fading
I smoke cannabis
Your emblem is under blame
Because the stake is money
I condemn your system
To sink into the mist
To rot in the pond's mud
And to set the foam on fire
Sometimes I'm armed and I defend myself with a pen
What I write in the notebook, I say it
I live it and I assume it
RAGGASONIC animates the dances
As tradition dictates
Chorus
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We say out loud
What the youth in the ghettos think quietly
The fascists eliminate the Arabs and the Blacks
It's true, some will tell me it's banal
But in the meantime, many of them there are
There are too many fascists, too many collaborators
I call all the Arabs and the Blacks
Unity must be rooted in our skin
BIG RED and DADDY MORRY come back to the assault
We grab the microphone
Like RAGGAMOUFIN soldiers
We don't give gifts
Blue white red are not the colors of my flag
Chorus
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First you eat, not him, it's disgusting
Second, there are beggars in front of the palace
Third, you have the change, everything fades
Fourth, contempt and too much class
Fifth, I'm mixed race and this system tires me
Too late, I've chosen my side, my rank, and my race
We are all equal but freedom fades
All at the same level in the conflict of races
