Three Longers Later

Lyrics
Papa, maman, mes fr�res et moi �coulions des jours Tant�t tranquilles, tant�t agite D'une vie familiale bien banale Le facteur les jours de semaines Glissait le courrier dans la boite Ce matin l�, mon p�re fut bl�me Mais qu'avait-il dans les mains? L'enveloppe marron � en-t�te De l'administration d'�tat Avait pour horrible requ�te De recruter des soldats On me convoque dans cette lettre Pour aller rependre la paix On me dit que tout l'arsenal Est sorti � cet effet Au nom de l'humanit� Nous supprimerons des milliers De familles afin de Les prot�ger contre eux-m�mes [Translation] Daddy, Momma, my brothers and me Living the days Sometimes quiet Sometimes excited One common family's existence The postman on weekdays Placed the mail in the box This morning, my father is red But what does he have in his hands? The brown envelope conceived By the state administration Had made for this horrible request: To recruit soldiers They told me that the letter was To go out and bring peace They told me all of the weapons Were going for that effect In the name of the humanity We'll suppress thousands Of families in order to Protect them against themselves
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Credits
- Writers
- Tim Gane
- Lætitia Sadier