La classe ouvriere
Banda Bassotti Lyrics


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Les sacrifices, les travaillereus,
et les enfants a la consolle,
les sans papiers, les prisonniers,
les militaires vont a la guerre.
Et il a treinte ans,
le meme bus,
se suis toujours au meme endroit.
Pendant que l'histoire,
dort dans les livres,
la realite virtuelle marche.
Josou'a nos maisons,
Josou'a une altre guerre.
Se le futur sont les jeunes,
porquoi les jeunes sont les derniers?
L'argent tousours est le premier,
L'argent la guerre et les assasins.
Nous sommes les freres,




et les meilleurs,
Nous sommes la classe ouvriere.

Overall Meaning

These lyrics from Banda Bassotti's song "La classe ouvriere" highlight the struggles and sacrifices of the working class, as well as others who are marginalized in society. The first verse speaks of the daily lives of workers, including the children who spend their time playing video games ("les enfants a la consolle"). The second verse references those who are often forgotten or ignored, such as undocumented immigrants ("les sans papiers"), prisoners, and soldiers who go to war. Despite the passage of time, the same struggles continue as the same bus passes by the same place. While history remains in books, virtual reality moves forward, threatening to invade our homes (Josou'a nos maisons) and bring about another war (Josou'a une altre guerre).


The song calls into question why the young people, who represent the future, are often left behind and not given the opportunities they need to succeed. Instead, money and those who possess it always come first, leading to war and assassination. The song concludes by asserting that we are all brothers and sisters in the working class, and we must stand together to fight for our rights and our future.


Overall, the lyrics of "La classe ouvriere" paint a gritty and realistic portrait of the struggles facing the working class and other marginalized groups in society. It suggests that despite progress, many of the same problems continue to persist, and the world is still controlled by those with power and money.


Line by Line Meaning

Les sacrifices, les travaillereus, et les enfants a la consolle, les sans papiers, les prisonniers, les militaires vont a la guerre.
People from different walks of life are making sacrifices, working hard to provide for their families, and even their children are spending their time playing video games. Meanwhile, undocumented persons don't have the same rights and are vulnerable to arrest and detention. Military personnel are being sent to war.


Et il a treinte ans, le meme bus, se suis toujours au meme endroit.
Despite the passage of time, nothing has changed for some people. They are still stuck in the same situation, taking the same bus, going to the same place.


Pendant que l'histoire, dort dans les livres, la realite virtuelle marche.
While history books remain unchanged, technology is rapidly advancing, leading to the creation of virtual realities that people can escape to. These realities may not reflect the true reality of the world.


Josou'a nos maisons, Josou'a une altre guerre.
War is not just something that happens in other parts of the world; it can come to our homes and neighborhoods as well.


Se le futur sont les jeunes, porquoi les jeunes sont les derniers?
If young people are supposed to represent the future, why are they often the last ones to receive education and opportunities?


L'argent tousours est le premier, L'argent la guerre et les assasins.
Money is always the top priority, even if it means using it to fund wars and violent acts.


Nous sommes les freres, et les meilleurs, Nous sommes la classe ouvriere.
Despite the struggles and hardships we face, we are all brothers and sisters in the working class, doing our best to support each other and make a living.




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