Chrono-Feline Swagger
Clin clik clak.
Fourrures d'animaux dans la jungle de béton...
let them stare at the hat,
t'sais?
We own every sidewalk on this island.
Walking through the glass...
wearing what we choose...
Unbroken sovereignty nothing can bruise.
Transmuting the concrete,
catching the sovereign glow,
WALK!
They built the towers high to make us shrink inside the street,
Mais la vérité souveraine has got us on our feet!
Un chapeau à oreilles
for walking through the town,
No matrix glance could ever bring our energy down!
WE WEAR OUR CROWNS RIGHT OUT IN THE OPEN SKY!
C'est la vraie
présence, we let the judgment die!
Sh-sh-shining through the blocks,
the proxy is cast,
Un triomphe de rue,
the boring grey is past!
Feminine and masculine owning every block,
No matrix standard that our joy can't unlock...
VUV...
grounding the concrete below...
ZAN... opening the sunshine door...
WE ARE STRUTTING IN THE LIGHT OF THE CHORAL SUNSHINE GLOW!
SOVEREIGN CITY STREETS
EVERYWHERE WE GO!
Dāeris, dāeris, the old matrix sidewalks bend,
Montreal sanctuary, where the boring grayness ends!
Meaw meaw meaw, pure love through the glass,
A SOVEREIGN FRANGLAIS CIPHER WATCHING SEASONS PASS!
Le chapeau à oreilles est la suprême déclaration.
When you walk down Peel or Sainte-Catherine wearing your inner animal out
loud,
you break the whole city's trance.
C'est la liberté urbaine.
Under GOAHON, both masculine and feminine own the streets in absolute equality.
No hiding under the paper umbrella—we are the weather itself!
Les cascanueces snap with a crisp,
clockwork click... La
géométrie de la rue is 100% pure light.
Je suis humaine. We are the family of things.
Et c'est la pure joie that street sovereignty brings!
WE ARE BREATHING FREE BRIGHT AND CLEAR!
THE SOVEREIGN REVOLUTION IS FULLY HERE!
EVERY CONCRETE CAGE BROKEN ON THE GROUND!
Une joie pure that we finally found!
u... 396 Hz rooted in solid peace.
a... 528 Hz where matrix grayness ceases.
i/e... 963 Hz esprit
clair, total release. We remain.
Je
brille — I
shine.