Tombé pour la France [English translation]

Be bop barefoot under the moon, without faith, roof or fortune

I spent my time doing whatever

On black runs*, preferably

When the demon of dance

Takes my body, whatever I do, everything goes well

On an electronic jerk, playful loves are knotted

Be bop, life is whatever

It's a party, it's psychedelic, don't ask what I'm making

I'd reply to you "it's whatever, I don't know anything about it."

Dum di da, I wear myself out, it's not enough

To make me forget that you're no longer here.

I've kept this photo on me,

This photo-booth** picture you didn't like

If you come back, don't wait until my body hangs at the end of a rope.

Be bop, barefoot under the moon, without faith, roof or anyone

I really believe that I'd do whatever

To see you again for five minutes, at Golden Sands near the dunes

I'll tell you whatever, it will be fine.

Dum di da, I wear myself out, it's not enough

To make me forget that you're no longer here.

I've kept this photo on me

This photo-booth** picture you didn't like

If you come back, don't wait until I'll have fallen for France

To see you again for five minutes, at Golden Sands near the dunes

I'll tell you whatever, it will be fine.

Dum di da, I wear myself out, it's not enough

To make me forget that you're no longer here.

I've kept this photo on me

This photo-booth** picture you didn't like

If you come back, don't wait until I'll have fallen for France

• Artist:Étienne Daho