Liberte
Merzhin Lyrics
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Et ranime les braises
Relève la tête, vois l'horizon briller de mille feux
Marche ou crève hurle ce monde
Un calibre sur la tempe
De la rage, la fièvre et la peur au ventre
Une danse sur un volcan
A feu à sang
Pars le poing levé
Au loin la liberté
Pars le poing levé
Au loin la liberté
Pour la beauté du geste
Sans quartier ni trêve
Une promesse, pour les artisans de l'ombre
Demain le jour se lève,
La couleur d'un espoir
Moins de peur, plus de coeur
Et que nul ne tombe
Là où le coeur bat,
S'unissent les voix
Entends-tu y a Basta !
Pars le poing levé
Au loin la liberté
Pars le poing levé
Au loin la liberté
Pars le poing levé
Au loin la liberté
Pars le poing levé
Au loin la liberté
"Liberté" by Merzhin is an impassioned call to rise up against oppression, to fight for freedom, and to stand for what is right. The opening lines describe how the wind ignites the embers of a fire, signaling the emergence of a new flame, a new hope. The song speaks of a world that screams "march or die" with a gun at our heads, as we struggle with fear and uncertainty. The singer reminds us that against this backdrop of darkness, there are individuals who give their all to provide for the innocent, who create beauty in a world of chaos, and who stand for truth in the face of injustice. The chorus is a chant, insisting that we leave with our fists raised high, towards a far-off land of liberty. The song is a promise of the brave to the forgotten, a beacon of hope to the oppressed, and a call for all to join in the march towards freedom.
Line by Line Meaning
Dehors le vent se lève
The wind is blowing outside
Et ranime les braises
And it's reigniting the embers
Relève la tête, vois l'horizon briller de mille feux
Lift your head up, see the horizon shining brightly
Marche ou crève hurle ce monde
This world screams march or die
Un calibre sur la tempe
A gun held to your head
De la rage, la fièvre et la peur au ventre
Filled with anger, fever, and fear
Elle donne l'or aux innocents
She gives gold to the innocent
Une danse sur un volcan
A dance on a volcano
A feu à sang
On fire and covered in blood
Pars le poing levé
Go with your fist raised high
Au loin la liberté
Freedom is ahead
Pour la beauté du geste
For the beauty of the act
Sans quartier ni trêve
Without quarter or truce
Une promesse, pour les artisans de l'ombre
A promise, for the shadow workers
Demain le jour se lève
Tomorrow the day will dawn
La couleur d'un espoir
Colored by hope
Moins de peur, plus de coeur
Less fear, more heart
Et que nul ne tombe
And let no one fall
Là où le coeur bat,
Where the heart beats,
S'unissent les voix
Voices join together
Entends-tu y a Basta !
Can you hear? Enough is enough!
Pars le poing levé
Go with your fist raised high
Au loin la liberté
Freedom is ahead
Pars le poing levé
Go with your fist raised high
Au loin la liberté
Freedom is ahead
Pars le poing levé
Go with your fist raised high
Au loin la liberté
Freedom is ahead
Lyrics © CHRYSALIS MUSIC FRANCE
Written by: Damien Le Bras, Jean-Christophe Colliou, Ludovic Berrou, Pierre Le Bourdonnec, Stephane Omnes, Vincent L'Hour
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