Si rien ne bouge [English translation]

I write you always

When the threat

At the bottom of the course

Climbs and freezes me.

Look over there

At the end of my finger

If nothing changes

The sky becomes red

Did I tell you

The story of that man

Who wanted all of

The women, the opium?

Morality?

It died in bed

All passes, all breaks

The joint, the tired ass.

I tell you again

That winter is dead

Lengthen your braids

Stash your bottoms

When the lovers

Curl up in large numbers

All the dead leaves

Laugh amongst themselves

And there are odds that nothing changes

There are odds that nothing changes

Where is that shadow going?

Lost itself far away

On a large number

There will be nothing

My little fire,

I kiss you on your eyes

I leave the casing

I love you more than a little

And there are odds that nothing changes

There are odds that nothing changes

• Artist:Noir Désir
• Album:Du ciment sous les plaines