Des lendemains qui chantent [English translation]

Singing tomorrows

Despite the pouring rain

Without wanting to impute motives

To be happy for good,

Making our dreams come true

Kisses on our lips

Back to normal

Both in form and substance

Dancing tomorrows

Without hitches or affronts

Singing tomorrows

Without waiting in line for hours

Along the long gulfs

Not plumbing the depths anymore

And then proclaiming the peace of the braves

Swearing that it's not so bad

While ignoring the worse

And even daring to smile

Dancing tomorrows

Without pity or clemency

Singing tomorrows

A crackling chimney

Even though life is only worth it

When you think back on it

Even though life is only worth the effort

When you speed fast enough to lose your breath

Singing tomorrows

Despite the pouring rain

Without accordion

Without home specialties

Walking on the shore,

We declare a truce

At dusk

Without curfew or drums

Dancing tomorrows

Without hitches or affronts

Singing tomorrows

Thrilling stories

A single horizon

And seasonal fruits

Without giving way

And without fits of anger

Without landmark, without remorse

Sitting in the seat of the dead

Dancing tomorrows

Tomorrows which suffer in silence

Singing tomorrows

A crackling chimney...

Even though life is only worth it

When you think back on it

Even though life is only worth the effort

When you speed fast enough to lose your breath

Singing tomorrows

Despite the pouring rain

Without wanting to impute motives

To be happy for good,

Making our dreams come true

Kisses on our lips

Back to normal

Both in form and substance

Dancing tomorrows

Tomorrows which suffer in silence

• Artist:Benjamin Biolay
• Album:Négatif