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(m.cretu.)
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Don’t look back
The time has come
All the pain turns into love
We’re not submissive, we’re not aggressive
But they think we can’t defend
Stand up, join us, modern crusaders alive
We have the power to face the future
Cause we are the fighters
Just fighting for our rights
They’re accusing, like always without knowing
What is just fiction or what is the truth
They have no mission, they have no passion
But they dare to tell us what’s bad and what’s good!
Stand up, join us, modern crusaders alive
We have the power who’ll face the future
Cause we are the fighters
Just fighting for our fights
Est affectus
Et defectus
Semper in angaria.
Quod per sortem
Sternit fortem,
Mecum omnes plangite!
Nunc obdurat
Et tunc curat
Ludo mentis aciem,
Egestatem,
Potestatem
(translation:
Drive on
And weighted down,
Always enslaved.
Since fate
Strikes down the strong man,
Everyone weep with me!
First oppresses
And then soothes
As fancy takes it;
Poverty,
Power )
Stand up, join us, modern crusaders alive
We have the power who’ll face the future
Cause we are the fighters
Just fighting for our fights
Stand up, join us, modern crusaders alive!
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