Из альбома: Mars Audiac Quintet
De la mкme maniиre,
Que des filles un peu naпves,
On se laisse faire,
Par la tкte du pays,
On s'en va comme des poltrons,
Vivant mal leur йcartиlement,
Entre йmotion et indiffйrence,
Entre rйvolte et dйrision,
On a le dйsir, on se dit il faut agir,
Mais cette lвchetй inavouable,
Nous rend bien trop gouvernables,
On s'en va comme des poltrons,
Vivant mal leur йcartиlement,
Entre йmotion et indiffйrence,
Entre rйvolte et dйrision.
(Whispered at the end of the song...)
on s'en va...
Hell Of Forms
In the same manner,
As girls a bit naive,
We are manipulated,
By the head of the(our)country,
We're behaving like cowards,
Ill at ease because of the separation,
Between emotion and indifference,
Between revolt and derision,
We feel the desire, we tell ourselves we must react,
But this shameful cowardness,
Makes us too easy to be controlled,
We're behaving like cowards,
Ill at ease because of the separation,
Between emotion and indifference,
Between revolt and derision.
(Whispered at the end of the song...)
we're going away...