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We dream ourselves free and in our pride, we concoct lofty words of praise
We dream ourselves free and in our pride, we concoct lofty words of praise, "We are democrats, lovers of liberty, free from prejudice and hate," In our furnace, we build the great human experiment, a dream always worthy to follow; We speak melodiously, with noble sentiment, growing gardens of ideals meant to be seen. But in reality, we are a vulgar mob, shoving and sharing quarrels, Where passions are easily stirred by demagogues, media, belief profiteers, agitators. Blasphemies uttered, this is called "the society of free people"; it's a heavy word, What can we offer the world but overly full plunder we've stolen from humanity's land? Under the hallucination that this mad theft can be called progress and bright culture, We substitute our being in a blind race, too often tempted by subliminal deceit. Everything is built on the foundation of illusion, a selfish altar on which we sacrifice common sense, And we lose our hopes and dreams in the abyss of momentary prosperity, the delusion of a lawful happiness.
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