Lyrics and translation Genesis - The Conqueror

The Conqueror

He climbs inside the looking glass
And points at anything he hates
He calls to you, "Hey look out son
There's a gun they're pointing at your pretty face"

And the heads they are a rolling
Cos the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way

Five hundred little women
Are calling at their hero's door
Yes, their hero is working overtime
He's squirming on an empty floor

And the heads they are a rolling
Cos the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way

He's bought the castle on the hill
He's bought it just to knock it down
The local power shout him down
They say he's just an empty-headed clown

And the heads they are a rolling
Cos the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way

He's busy building monuments
To hide inside his empty grave
You there, can you find some souls
He's looking for some people to save

And the heads they are a rolling
Cos the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
And the words of love are killing him
The conqueror is on his way

And the words of love were lying on an empty floor
Just in the place where the conqueror lay...

Le Conquérant

Il grimpe dans le miroir
Et pointe tout ce qu'il déteste
Il t'appelle, "Hé, regarde mon fils
Il y a un fusil qu'ils pointent sur ton joli visage"

Et les têtes roulent
Parce que le conquérant est en route
Et le jour de la justice arrive
Pour le conquérant est en route

Cinq cents petites femmes
Appellent à la porte de leur héros
Oui, leur héros travaille beaucoup
Il se tortille sur un sol vide

Et les têtes roulent
Parce que le conquérant est en route
Et le jour de la justice arrive
Pour le conquérant est en route

Il a acheté le château sur la colline
Il l'a acheté juste pour le démolir
Le pouvoir local le rabroue
Ils disent que c'est juste un clown tête-à-vide

Et les têtes roulent
Parce que le conquérant est en route
Et le jour de la justice arrive
Pour le conquérant est en route

Il est occupé à construire des monuments
Pour se cacher dans sa tombe vide
Toi là, peux-tu trouver des âmes
Il cherche des gens à sauver

Et les têtes roulent
Parce que le conquérant est en route
Et le jour de la justice arrive
Pour le conquérant est en route
Et les mots d'amour le tuent
Le conquérant est en route

Et les mots d'amour étaient couchés sur un sol vide
Juste à l'endroit où le conquérant était couché...