Le Feu sur les planches [English translation]
Le Feu sur les planches [English translation]
It isn't warm outside
Nobody can actually smile
If he is cold inside
Nobody made the slightest effort
If he have a coldness in his eyes
Yet everywhere is on fire
i'am waiting for the sirens
The noise and the screams
He gets rid of anything
Everything that had a price for us
And then he plunge
With all the fire we gnawing
Who we gnawing
{Refrain:}
He pounces on the stage
The only place he loves
There is fire on the boards
It flows into the river
Under the lights that are raining
There is fire on the boards
And that burns us
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He warms the planet
With a gas with effect like feast
He nurtures the spark
Who we crackling in the hands
He have nothing to scare about anymore
He don't know what makes us
Neither he seeks what is going on and where
He burns the lights in the bushes
A hundred planes (binging water so they can stop the fire in the forest) do not suffer
To assuage our thirst
So we plunge
With all the fire we gnawing
Who we gnawing
{au Refrain}
Gather everything that has value
From asparagus de gasoline
A plan for emergency evacuation
Plan for evacuation of the heart
He pounces on the stage
The only place he loves
There is fire on the boards
He talks about the dust (don't know if that's correct)
The crowd takes as lightning
There is fire on the boards
{au Refrain}
- Artist:Grégory Lemarchal