Yellow blowing along
In the day in the night
Somebody can't sleep
Thinking about his yellow
Has he done the right move?
Promising it then he simply forgets
The city becomes the host
Of yellow marchers on the streets
The blue gangs make the stop
On the street with stern faces all
Blocking the marchers causing jams
In the city watching history
The government for the people
The ministers fail their bosses
On the streets these people show
“We will never forget”
The police see yellow
They put you in prison
Every move the change clicks
In the end the empire falls quickly
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