
Nous voulons la guerre
The piece is an instrumental track featuring a prominent electric guitar melody with a clean, slightly overdriven tone, The guitar plays a melancholic, flowing melody with sustained notes and occasional vibrato, A synth pad provides a warm, sustained harmonic bed, creating a dreamy atmosphere, Percussion is minimal, consisting of a soft kick drum and a subtle hi-hat, maintaining a slow tempo, The bass guitar plays a simple, foundational line, mostly root notes, providing harmonic support without being overly complex, The overall tempo is slow, around 60-70 BPM, The key appears to be minor, contributing to the melancholic mood, The production emphasizes clarity and space, allowing each instrument to be distinctly heard, There are no discernible chord progressions beyond the sustained synth pads and bass notes, The structure is continuous, without clear verse-chorus divisions, focusing on the evolving guitar melody

Nous voulons la guerre
The piece is an instrumental track featuring a prominent electric guitar melody with a clean, slightly overdriven tone, The guitar plays a melancholic, flowing melody with sustained notes and occasional vibrato, A synth pad provides a warm, sustained harmonic bed, creating a dreamy atmosphere, Percussion is minimal, consisting of a soft kick drum and a subtle hi-hat, maintaining a slow tempo, The bass guitar plays a simple, foundational line, mostly root notes, providing harmonic support without being overly complex, The overall tempo is slow, around 60-70 BPM, The key appears to be minor, contributing to the melancholic mood, The production emphasizes clarity and space, allowing each instrument to be distinctly heard, There are no discernible chord progressions beyond the sustained synth pads and bass notes, The structure is continuous, without clear verse-chorus divisions, focusing on the evolving guitar melody
Lyrics
Comme ils ont ri sur la tombe de mon père,
Maintenant c'est mon tour de vous rire au nez,
J'en ai marre de ceux d'outre-mer,
Qui n'ont aucune raison d'être près de moi,
Mais nous voulons la guerre
Guerre
Guerre
Guerre
Guerre
Guerre
Il n'y a pas de lendemain quand on se rencontre
C'est à vos pieds
À vos pieds
Nous sommes le soleil qui se cache derrière
Votre monde occidental qui nous a volé l'esprit
Mais nous voulons la guerre
Guerre
Guerre
Guerre
Guerre
Guerre
Je vais vous brûler
Prendre votre couronne
Renverser votre monde
Vous verrez
Vous ne faites pas le poids face à moi
Guerre
Guerre
Guerre
Guerre
Guerre
Guerre
