How to revolutionize this,
how to revolutionize that,
my head tells me, too many times,
my words scream, under my roof.
I am not made of wood but of flesh,
just a weak man in trouble,
yet I wish to defend the Earth
from its belly to the stratosphere.
Dreams fill my head,
visions of conquest,
let love be our only quest,
but each morning, my dreams fall to pieces.
So I close my eyes, tired of being here,
life is not about choices,
whether from your mother or not,
you must obey the laws.
Everything is written in books,
walk straight, don't be drunk,
be like this and not like that,
but above all, don't be you.
Sometimes I'm silent, sometimes I scream,
a thousand images jostle in my head,
why hatred, why war,
look at us, we are all brothers!
Strip off your clothes, get naked!
Where's the difference, tell me, asshole!
Whether you're poor or a king,
the trouble is in your mind!
Now that you know all this,
whether you're Putin or Donald,
deflate your ego, become yourself,
a simple human, carnival!
Thus the Revolution begins,
in consultation, not action,
recognize the Earth flows within us,
and its green is our mother.
