À quoi je sers [English translation]

Living dust, I seek in vain my Milky Way

In my turmoil, I have found a mausoleum

And I digress

I'm afraid of emptiness

I turn pages

But... empty pages

Wandering dust, I did not know lead me

Each time I demand for whom, for what, to straighten up

And I digress

I'm afraid of emptiness

Why these tears

Say... what good to live

But my God, what I look like

I serve, to nothing at all

And who can say in this hell

What is expected of us, I confess

Undoubtedly, to nothing at all

Now I can keep my mouth shut

If everything becomes disgust

Burning dust, the fever was due to me

I laugh without laughing, I live, I do anything

And I digress

I'm afraid of emptiness

I turn pages

But... empty pages

• Artist:Mylène Farmer
• Album:Les Mots (Best Of)