Évidemment [English translation]

There's like a bitter taste inside of us

Like a taste of dust in everything

And the anger that follows us everywhere

There are silences that say a lot

More than all the words that we admit to

And all these questions that make no sense

Obviously,

Obviously,

We still dance

To the chords

That we used to love so much

Obviously,

Obviously,

We still laugh

At stupidity

Just like kids

But not like before

And those battles we don't care about

It's like a tiredness, a distaste

What's the point of running around?

We keep these wound inside of us,

Like a splatter of mud,

That changes nothing, that changes everything

Obviously,

Obviously,

We still dance

To the chords

That we used to love so much

Obviously,

Obviously,

We still laugh

At stupidity

Just like kids

But not like before

• Artist:France Gall
• Album:Babacar (1987)