À bout portant [English translation]

The end of us,

Like a battlefield

The first puff on our house of straw

The last blow

Brings everything

The end of us

Like a train derailing

I would think alone about my funerals

The last stand

Brings everything again

Who will be big enough to surrender

who is reborn in my ashes

They rip apart our lives like fighters

They stretch out the bad luck and the bad times

They draw away now

At point blank***

They rip apart our lives like fighters

They stretch out the bad luck and the bad times

They draw away now

At point blank***

The end of us

Like a shot from a cannon

I flee, I sink

I touch the bottom

The last blow brings everything

Who will be big enough to surrender

who is reborn in my ashes

They rip apart our lives like fighters

They stretch out the bad luck and the bad times

They draw away now

At point blank***

They rip apart our lives like fighters

They stretch out the bad luck and the bad times

They draw away now

At point blank***

Deep down

I only expected that

As far as you

I only expected that

They rip apart our lives like fighters

They stretch out the bad luck and the bad times

They draw away now

At point blank***

They rip apart our lives like fighters

They stretch out the bad luck and the bad times

They draw away now

At point blank***

• Artist:Marie-Mai
• Album:M