Cinquième Soleil [English translation]

My species is lost, the spirit heats over.

People self-hate, a war of the egos.

21'st century, cynicism and distrust,

no respect for the Earth, madness fills the guts.

Frontiers, barricades, riots and truncheons,

shouts and bloodbaths, bombs in explosions

The politics of fear, immoral science

a people's uprising, an armaments market

A New World Order, a fusion of terror

The human animal, the worst predator

The system reeks of death, life's murderer

It killed off memory so as to kill off the future.

Diskettes fill the head, feelings mislead us

3rd eye open, because the brain deceives us

Humanity has lost itself, has forgotten it's force

has forgotten the moon, the sun, and the atom

An inversion of poles, towards hate's supervision

Has lost the reason for an excuse for division

Egoism is plotting a miserable age

Collective hate against a visceral rage

a glimmer in the heart, a tear in the eye

a prayer in the head, a sorrow of a long-time

A rancor alive, there where forgiveness has died

where even faith takes fear, we're taking off, bye.

Laws made for the people and the kings' tyrrany

Confederates and business atop a pyramid

They sponsor the blood, from uzis to tanks

innocents in a sky in tones of factories' ranks

A silence of grief, a bullet astray

A whole family in tears, a child cut away

The state militias, the paramilitaries

cerebral nonsense, people of all countries,

shantytowns of misery at the doorstep of palaces

stolen liberty, with paperwork synonymous.

Humanity barters against an illusiary life,

from stress in the morning to anguish at night

Neuroses fill the head, the nerves are all frayed

characteristic of modern man, well-knowingly decayed,

and when the city sleeps, it arrives, multifold

a silent death, a homeless man in the cold.

A concrete prison blinkers our sight.

The battle so long for just a little bit of light.

The families fall apart, the fathers turn rare.

The children don't laugh, they strike at the barriers

The mothers bring them up, a youth in three locked up.

All this shit is real, so we keep the fight up.

It's the "gutache-ary" which gnaws at our gut,

A bottle of vodka, such and so grams of pot.

Some don't return, the severance is hard

Subutex injected in a puddle of blood.

Children strike one another, one stab too many,

no more to the homebase do the kids return early.

They learn of the ruse with a glass of venom,

formatted by the street, formatted by the system

To each his diskette, when the worlds entertain

It's the culture shock, see the hate born of shame

The barriers are there in our heads in the heat.

The hardest break fastest, it's the law of the reed.

No, nothing is rosy here, the grayness persists

In the deadened hearts which die bit by bit.

Don't cry my sister, for you hold up the ground

Your heart is noble, trust yourself and rebound

Don't listen to the bastards who want you sad to exist

Even Mother Earth is sick, but Mother Earth resists.

Man has made his own world, apprentice creator,

has disrupted everything, bloodthirsty predator.

Babylon is quite big, but there's nothing at the foundation

but a vulgar masquerade in the scent of illusion.

Mistress of our spirits, credulous and naive

conditionally massive, there where the nerves are alit,

in the marching and the rage, the galley-slave's lot

together we're the world and their system is naught.

Take conscience my brother, a ready heart require.

Keep the system distant, it is a murderer and a liar

stay away from the hate which leaps into our arms

Humane Humanity, only love will save us

Listen to the silence when your soul is at peace

The light is found there, the light has come in

truth inside ourselves, fruit of creation.

Don't forget your story, don't forget your mission.

Last generation has power to change,

life is with us, have no fear of the danger.

So we raise our voices so as to no longer forget

To shine, bits of stardusts, for what do you await?

All the brothers and sisters, reform the chain.

For we are but one division in His chair.

Rediscover the joy, mutual aid elevates.

one glimmer suffices for the darkness to melt.

These times suffocate, a smell of sulfur,

one senses the end, the crowd enchanted by the viper.

The symbols invert, confusing the wakes

The star that turns the wheel approaches in our fates

Earth in agony, malaise to her honor,

folly, hearts reek calumny at the good hour.

Ignorance of goodwill, of the magic of living

shocked by the horror, molded by surving.

The times, the worst, some of the consequence

The good, the evil, today choose your place.

The human being lost itself, too centered on "to have"

the stars align themselves to guide us in our path.

A divided grid, but the light passes in

Have confidence in life, in the force of your dreams.

You have an angel on your shoulder, it's there if you search

When the heart is made one with the spirit and the gesture.

The great day prepares, have you not seen the signs?

Death does not exist, it's just the end of cycles.

It's finished, this picture, humans self-decimate.

Indigo hope, for us the pleiades designate.

Lift your head and understand, feel the force in your being.

Bypass Babylon, elucidate the mystery.

None is shot in the back, but you're blessed by the skies.

Child of quinto sol, read between the lines.

(spoken)

Read between the lines,

child of quinto sol,

the sun is in you.

Let shine your inner light

so as to clarify the chaos of their world.

One is not there by accident.

The pleiades designate for us.

lift your head, read between the lines. (life is big)

listen to your heart, disobediance,

For the truth is in us.

For the solution is in us.

Because life is in us.

• Artist:Keny Arkana
• Album:Désobéissance (2008)