Journalistes En Danger (démocrature)

In the moonlight
My friend ZONGO
Refused to silence his pen
In Burkina Faso
And Zongo died burned by the fire
Let justice be done for the love of God

The democracy of the strongest is always the best
That's how it is
The democracy of the strongest is always the best
It goes like that
The democracy of the strongest is always the best
That's how it is
The democracy of the strongest is always the best
It goes like that

Between a rock and a hard place
The pens barricade themselves behind their front page
Freedom has lost feathers there
Journalists imprisoned...
Journalists murdered...
The voices of the voiceless killed
All of this must change
The democracy of the strongest is always the best
That's how it is
The democracy of the craziest is always the best
It goes like that

The rulers make the rules
The wounded people pretend to be happy
A burst of gunfire swept the president
It's a regrettable accident
The same bloody ritual
As the wind blows
Blood calls for blood

Some heads of state think they're kings
Petty kings more royalist than the king
They have a hunger for power
And that, you need to know
And that, it's better to know

The democracy of the strongest is always the best
That's how it is
The democracy of the strongest is always the best
It goes like that
In the moonlight my friend ZONGO