Les extrêmes

To the left? To the right? Nothing!

You'll have to look around as you pass by
Before charging headfirst straight ahead
Welcome citizen, here is the state monster
That will make your nation, your country, its politics

My poor dream spirit, there you are catapulted
In the midst of polls and the TV news
Overdose of scoundrels drowned in their babble
But where to position oneself in this whole landscape?

But when the empire of the worst in the heart of your city
Starts to dry up the human soul in its attic
I know you will take your convictions in hand
Building a foundation to feel like a citizen

But the extremes are you
It's you when you don't vote!
But the extremes are you
It's you when you don't vote!

Welcome novice to the electoral market
No time to register, forgotten! Too much work!
Or who has erected one of those moral principles:
To feel like a citizen and refuse to go into battle

They must rejoice, invading the nerve center of war
Harvesting votes from the bourgeois to the farmer!
You can't imagine the power you possess!
History is you, history is you who makes it!

So you go down to the street to fight the brown plague
You who have never ever taken the path to the polls
It's time to brandish your convictions in hand
Building a foundation to feel like a citizen

But the extremes are you
It's you when you don't vote!
But the extremes are you

No desire, no time to make your voice heard
Mobilize to be part of the landscape
Overdose of scoundrels where to drown in all of this!
At least you know you want to be a stone in the dam
At least you know you want to be a stone in the dam

So you go down to the street to fight the brown plague
You who have never ever taken the path to the polls
It's time to brandish your convictions in hand
Building a foundation to feel like a citizen...

It's you! When you don't vote!
But the extremes are you!

To the left? To the right? Nothing!