Oh, how much I hate you, rifle bullet!
Even thought we were equals,
You allowed us to be tied to a tree,
To be caged like animals,
And we lost our pride,
You are the cause of traces,
Of dried blood on the earth and genocides
And give to each their rights.
Unveil the evil that has made us suffer,
There we found the sun of liberty,
And the rule of law.
We have refused accusation and vengeance,
Peace is precious,
And those who refuse it know,
That our rifle ends will meet.
As long as the houses have no roofs,
And our consciences remain empty,
We will bear arms.
And you refuse peace,
Know that the rifle ends will meet,
We live here under the rule of law.
God, you are the judge,
And give everyone the right.
Some people in the world,
They fired their weapons,
Against one another,
And sliced each others throats.
But God, all powerful,
Took his supreme weapon,
And changed the situation,
Here we live under the rule of law.
Stop the conflicts of the past!
Persuade those who saw discord to cease
And if they refuse to listen,
We’ll dig a deep trench to stop them.
And on them we’ll lay down,
We have been soiled.
Choosing war instead of the rule of the law.
Exchanging ashes for gold.
Abandoning your homes to live in an anthill
God take our hand,
There life is unbearable,
God take our hand.


We were thirsty, walking without rest,
And flames shot from the earth.
Day by day,
Night by night,
Hour by hour,
Minute by minute.
Oh how I hate the rifle bullet!