Now we're all free at our farm, now we can work for ourselves. Old boar's behest we fulfilled, we finally got rid of the farmer. Now the rational pigs govern our farm, where everything is ours, Where it's a good thing to have four legs, where all animals are equal.
We're all happy working for ourselves Our dream on windmill will soon become a reality We are to work hard and even more harder Never to let our freedom fall.
One dark and furious November night Our windmill has been destroyed by treacherous criminal…
He can hide himself in any place. He had recruited spies amongst us. Lest evil farmer retake our farm Every criminal will be wiped out.
Everyone's summoned to public execution. Our former comrades plead themselves guilty. Bodies of all traitors are shredded to pieces. We feel the smell of blood, the smell of fear…
Our song has been prohibited. Our own thoughts are to be kept inside. We are to devote our selves to the farm completely. Our strongest comrade died of hard work…
The commandments changing as time passing by. Finally the only one of seven remained. All animals are equal but some animals Are more equal than others…
One horrible, turning and unforgettable day Pigs left the mansion walking on two legs…
Now everything is back now we all working for the evil pigs Old rivalry now left aside and the humans are welcome at our farm. Once pigs and humans came together and they looked so similar Watching them for a long time we were un able to distinguish them...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
