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That's the good rhythm for announce to you the return of spring
more traffic jam, the snow is gone
all burgeons, like the bournemouth, every season, his package of money
sure, what could be more pleasant than the profit markets for riding in convertible car

before to feel you this mild temperature
sit down to eat, be mature
make a turn in the furnace
close to the embers, see, as they do we cram
warm, feel our bodies charred
find these bastards
the European Union must pay

their vile immoralities orders
or kindness given way to stupid
no faith in its carrion
no law in its administration
over nation France as impositions

europe is a bitch
territory of terrorists unelected
besotted by his liberal ditactes
as executioners
corrupt members states and bearded
Government is incompetent titillating from one party to the other as tassels
seeking the controversy that nourish and guide the ethical
the best mass away from a true political
lies and promises daily a nation in distress

yoyo of party taken hands in the bag
nothing good comes out of these big pigs
person of good returns there
that way there was groping, they will plant
dismal citizen park as sheep taken for an idiot
in our daily lives, the wolf has also
investors who dethrone your speech
crying miserable traitor, we lose
time of our misfortune will no longer your happiness

not clever kids mediating violates collective empirical
we die and we saliesent the mind nation
people lobotomized, hostage to the division of interests
nothing human, nothing for tomorrow
they take us her ass these bands of pussies
system taking throat, stuffy, you intoxicating

back to you, spring, leaves his moment in the sun
soothes us, synthesizes us nourishes us
if your effect is natural humanity in europe is against nature
she missed the call in this confusion
History of a bloody nightmare without war faithless lawless
they go to the hole all these thugs
the mind nation is our right