Talco — La fabbrica del dissenso song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La fabbrica del dissenso" by Talco.
Lyrics
Fumo sale dalla nostra terra
Che il germe del denaro portò via
Là dove la giustizia non si afferra
Nel letto del degrado della democrazia
Piange lutti atroci ed impuniti
Terra di privilegi e ipocrisia
Degrado e inquinamento, ma la città decolla
Signori benvenuti: qui è la periferia
La città ha il bagliore di una giostra
Ignara della sua precarietà
Si affaccia al volgo il finto progressista
Dal treno del consenso e della popolarità
Borghesi scalzi, sorde barriere
Maschere e falsa filantropia
Quaggiù non crescono vuote bandiere
Non splende in sole in periferia
L’ingiustizia striscia veloce come il vento
Succhia le speranze a chi diritti più non ha
Ma tra le macerie di proprietà e cemento
Il fuoco del dissenso scalda la povertà
Il fiore della coscienza un seme si è portato via
Nella fabbrica del dissenso
Qui nella periferia
:ENGLISH TEXT:
THE DISSENT INDUSTRY
Smoke rises from our land
Which the seed of money stole
Where justice cannot be grasped
On the bed of democracy’s decay
It mourns atrocious unpunished losses
Among the blind privileges and hypocrisy
Decay and pollution, while the city takes off
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the suburb
The city has the colour of a funfair
Unaware of its precariousness
False progressives overlooks the people
From his train of consent and popularity
Bare-footed bourgeois, deaf barriers
Masks and false philanthropy
Down here no empty flags fly
No sun shines in the suburb
Injustice quickly crawls like the wind
And leeches the hopes of those who have no rights
But among the concrete rubble of private property
The fire of dissent warms poverty
A seed stole the flower of conscience
In the dissent industry
Here in the suburb
Lyrics translation
Smoke rises from our land
That the seed of money took away
Where justice does not seize
In the bed of the degradation of democracy
Weeping atrocious and unpunished mourning
Land of privilege and hypocrisy
Degradation and pollution, but the city takes off
Welcome gentlemen: this is the suburbs
The city has the glow of a carousel
Unaware of its precariousness
The fake progressivist faces the vulgar
From the train of consensus and popularity
Barefoot bourgeois, deaf barriers
Masks and false philanthropy
There are no empty flags growing down here.
Does not shine in the sun in the suburbs
Injustice crawls as fast as the wind
It sucks the hopes to those who no longer have rights
But among the property rubble and concrete
The fire of dissent warms poverty
The flower of consciousness a seed has taken away
In the factory of dissent
Here in the suburbs
: ENGLISH TEXT:
THE DISSENT INDUSTRY
Smoke rises from our land
Which the seed of money stole
Where justice cannot be grasped
On the bed of democracy's decay
It mourns atrocious unpunished losses
Among the blind privileges and hypocrisy
Decay and pollution, while the city takes off
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the suburb
The city has the colour of a funfair
Unaware of its precariousness
False progressives overlooks the people
From his train of consent and popularity
Bare-footed bourgeois, deaf barriers
Masks and false philanthropy
Down here no empty flags fly
No sun shines in the suburb
Injustice quickly crawls like the wind
And leeches the hopes of those who have no rights
But among the concrete rubble of private property
The fire of dissent warms poverty
A seed stole the flower of conscience
In the dissent industry
Here in the suburb