.(B. Bonvoisin N. Krief)
Sous un soleil de plomb ils l'ont conduit au peloton
Sans broncher sans crier sans jurer sans prier>
Le sabre s'est abaiss les bouchers ont tir, tir, tir.
La junte au pouvoir a frapp froide et dure
La junte a pur sans compter, sans hsiter>
Main droite l.
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