Le Feu sur les planches [English translation]
Le Feu sur les planches [English translation]
It's not hot outside
No one actually smiles
Are we cold inside?
No one makes the slightest effort
Is there coldness in our eyes?
Yet everywhere there is fire
I hear the sirens
The noise and the screams
We shrug off everything
Everything for us had a price
And then we dive
With all the fire that gnaws at us
That gnaws at us
(Refrain)
We throw ourselves onstage
The only place that we love
There's fire on the boards
We throw ourselves in the river
Under the crying lights
There's fire on the boards
And it burns us
From the feet to the soul
From the feet to the soul
We heat up the planet
With the gas from our party
We nourish the spark
That crackles in our hands
We're no longer afraid of anything
We know neither what drives us
Nor what we're looking for nor where we're going
We light brushfires
A hundred canadairs [fire-fighting planes] are not enough
To calm our passion
Then we plunge
With all the fire that gnaws at us
That gnaws at us
(Refrain)
Gather everything that has value
Douse it in gas
An emergency evacuation plan
An evacuation plan from the heart
We throw ourselves onstage
The only place that we love
There's fire on the boards
We throw ourselves in the river
Under the crying lights
There's fire on the boards
(Refrain)
- Artist:Grégory Lemarchal