Open Letter 歌词

What’s the point waiting for the doorman to drop the key? You’ll be gone long before this evil falls asleep What’s the point waiting for a better day to come along? They will bow to their dogs before they see our reign come First the French decamped and left us with the garbage Then our flag was dyed with Islam and Arabic They forgot to whom this country once belonged There is always someone here to take the throne Traitors, traitors, traitors Did you believe that they would listen just because they said they would? How naïve! They’ve always been too righteous for their own good For you know, power is addictive to the one it wields They have sown with evil hands and harvest our tragedy First the French decamped and left us with the garbage Then our flag was dyed with Islam and Arabic They turned a blind eye to Algeria’s free men We could have it all but were enslaved again Traitors, traitors, traitors All the same we will never let them have their filthy ways We remain! These are our mountains; this is our place We will break through the the door and have what’s ours all along For without us Algeria is suffering on her own So come the rain, come the wind come the hunger We won’t sit and wait for freedom any longer We must sacrifice the arm to save the heart We will split the land before it falls apart First the French decamped and left us with the garbage Then our flag was dyed with Islam and Arabic But our roots go deep and our will is strong We will cling onto the land where we belong Traitors, traitors, traitors