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[Intro] I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's not my business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone - if possible - Jew, Gentile - black man - white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other's happiness - not by each other's misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyon5. And the good earth is rich and can provide for 5veryone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical. Our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost... [Strofa 1] Banii sunt motivaia pentru cele mai multe din crime i cele mai multe din filme-i modific subcontientul, la cea mai mare ad�ncime C toate motivaiile noastre sunt ascunse, �n profunzime i ele stimuleaz p-alea, care te fac s crezi �n cruzime Suntem legai la m�ini, cu lanuri btute-n diamante Extrase de aceleai minoriti, care triesc �n State Gata s ucid i copii, dar c s poa' s le poarte i banii lor alimenteaz comportamente aberante, fa de propriul lor frate E o dram biblic, cu o caden ciclic Lumea asta s-ar putea s nu fie chiar at�t de fizic i dac e o idee, atunci e una magnific i fiecare g�nd bun, atunci doar o amplific Spune-mi: Ce crezi c tii, despre ce-i dincolo de persoana ta? i c�te perechi de �nclri ai tocit, �n sperana c poate ajungi undeva? i de fiecare dat, c�nd credeai c ai ajuns, drumul se �nfunda? C�nd eti legat la ochi, trebuie s pipi cu inima [Interludiu] To those who can hear me, I say - do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed - the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish... [Strofa 2] Doamne, tre' s vorbim, n-am mai vorbit de mult Cui altcuiva i-a putea cere S-mi dezlege aceste mistere? �n epoca vitezei, �nconjurai doar de lucruri efemere tiu, Tat, doar cuvintele Tale-s eterne De-aia sap subterane, construiesc scri Ridic muni, arunc poduri, apoi m afund �n mri Rtcesc, pe tot felul de crri uitate Te caut, m �ndrept spre castele, pe piscuri �nalte �ngheate, prin deerturi uscate Miraje frumoase dar, totui, miraje, toate-s trucate Dau perdeaua la o parte, vreau s vd ce e �n spate �n public se aud doar murmur i oapte Cic-s prea multe pc�te, s poa' s fie iertate Da' eu tiu c trebuie s fie de 7 ori c�te 77 i chiar mai multe, p�n ajungi s �nelegi inima propriului tu frate Taci din gur, ascult-o cum bate! [Outro] Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes - men who despise you - enslave you - who regiment your lives - tell you what to do - what to think and what to feel! Who drill you - diet you - treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don't hate! Only the unloved hate - the unloved and the unnatural!