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The rumor going around

I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah
I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah
An echo in the murderous areas, yeah
Is going around in the night
 
I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah
I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah
An echo in the murderous areas, yeah
Is going around in the night
 
With the crooks planning to hold back the lone kid robbing the stagecoaches
All the intelligent people are forcing out a laughter
As they see the authorities set themselves up as custodians of morality
Yet, our sisters in authority are hardly given any recognition
My reflection in this mirror, filled with hate,
Reminds me that we’ll be all alone when we die
Even so for these employees who can fire you when you have kids, because of their greed
Or tell you that you must give in to their advances to get that job
 
In the power struggle, they’ll ruin you, they’re not in the least moved when others die
Almost no criminal justice, the only place I hear “your honor” is at the tribunal
 
I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah
I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah
An echo in the murderous areas, yeah
Is going around in the night
I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah
I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah
An echo in the murderous areas, yeah
Is going around in the night
 
In another girl’s arms, I’m envious of the love I’m not getting and it’s eating me up
Things are going too fast, like death in police custody for a young black person
 
It starts from the nursery school, where there is this terrible disparity
Then it goes as fast as the arrival of the cops in the rich neighborhoods
They grow up with solid investments inherited from parents
And the railings of the private schools serving as shield
So, yeah, we can all come out of it, it’s true
But you still need to put in a lot of effort out there
Out there, do you know what they’ll tell you if you ever talk to them about it?
“Don’t worry, go on, with the increasing numbers involved, we’ll get better at math”
The news will hurt, people are yelling on the phone
Once again a beautiful seedling is being buried by the street
 
You wanted to cheat pain, to become insensitive
But you still have in your heart, some of that kindness you thought you had gotten rid off
Don’t become atrophied, the outcome will be catastrophic
Because too often, everything happens so fast except for suffering
 
Man was good before he started suffering
My reflection in this pool deformed by the blowing wind
 
I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah
I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah
An echo in the murderous areas, yeah
Is going around in the night
I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah
I hear the rumor going around, boy, yeah
 
An echo in the murderous areas, yeah
Is going around in the night
 
How’re you doing, friend? I’m as white as night
But, at night, my guys tear each other apart so they’re dark
We’re together, friend, but for how long, in your opinion?
Forever?
I have a thousand dreams and those who create commotion on Islam
They could kill the minority for precious stones
They’ll tell you it’s impossible to suffer all the misery in the world
That they should be given back all that was stolen from them, know what I mean?
I can’t abandon this cause
I’m aware that the lives of ours sisters are full of disillusions
 
It’s like being a competent worker and experiencing only veiled accusations
We’re the ones who carry the sins of the girls even though we dishonor them
One day, we’ll be better off, don’t listen to the pests
We’re the ghosts that the night has set its sights on
Wait…
There are certain moments of silence that are worth all this music
Just yesterday, in the street, the bullets were whizzing around
We’re going to need a lot of lovers to defeat Lucifer
I didn’t know I had become so weak
It appears we’re getting used to it
Reflection perforated by the rain drops running down
We shout as we hurtle down, we’re the rumor making the rounds
 
Under the influence like Prince
The clouds are low, the rain purple
It’s raining on the balconies and the shutters as well
A white ray beams through the prism
And, in her iris, its
The reflection of a black rainbow breaking away
She’s raining
 
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Le bruit qui court

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