What dirty games have we all played,
Where we put on our masks,
Separate for each moment, person, everyday.
Love in the eyes, malice at heart,
We fight, cheat, fault each other,
O! the honest sons of the noble mothers.
We give it pretexts of honor, love, courage and pride,
When it is lust, greed, jealousy and hatred on which we prey.
While this vicious circle keeps rolling everyday.