Pic et pic [English translation]

I get up

All is the same

The same speech and the same décor

All of these mornings

Make no sense

It is time to scream louder

Not my claim

How it is like that

How there are good more unfortunate than me

That it is necessary to pray

And thank

The heavens for all that we owe

Peak and peak in body and soul

At their turn with sleep outside

For my share I go to dream of my fate

Peak and peak at the end of the swords

At this that fate that was wrong

With hope we leave on the edge

The night my wakefulness

I have not slept

I live the desire without ordinary

I have to think

To imagine

I am all my life to change

You wake up

It is sunny

The world is not quite fully itself

It goes to sing

It goes to drink in

With new ideas that you sow

Peak and peak in body and soul

At their turn to sleep outside

For my share I go to dream of my fate

Peak and peak at the end of the swords

At this fate that was wrong

With hope we leave on the edge

Enough of you to break, of you to leave on the side

I am tired of these insults which I let slide toward the bottom

Finish these litanies which deny without stopping our sleeplessness

Hell was yesterday evening our dreams are hard as iron

Enough of you to flatter, of you to throw down as toys

Are too much to play to he that lies

They have betrayed their oaths

Dream!

Are all pains of which you don’t have much more to overcome

Hell was yesterday evening our dreams are hard as iron!

Peak and peak and amstramgram

At their turn to sleep outside

For my share I go to dream my fate

Peak and peak at the end of the sword

At this fate that was wrong

With hope we leave on the edge

With hope we leave on the edge

• Artist:1789, les Amants de la Bastille (Musical)
• Album:1789 : les Amants de la Bastille