Not an Arab people, not a Balkan people, not an ancient people
But a living nation, a European nation:
And what are you? Land of infants, hungry and corrupt
Governors employed by farmers, ponytailed prefects
Like little lawyers smeared with grease and with dirty feet
ba*tard mongrel liberal carca**es like bigoted uncles
A barrack, a seminary, a free beach, a who*ehouse!
Millions of petit bourgeoisie like millions of gorging pigs
Imposing themselves under untouched villas
Amongst peeling farm houses decaying like churches
Just because you've existed, now you don't exist
Just because you were conscious, you are unconscious
And only because you are Catholic, you are not able to think
That your evil is all evil: the blame of every evil
Sink to the bottom of this beautiful sea of yours
Cleanse the world