Voyager [English translation]

I freed my two full hands

Fingers numb

Placing our two cases

On the carpet

We leave them to the goodwill

Of a baggage handler

We feel light in the corridors

Which lead to the runways

Passing under a detector

As it went off

You found in your flowery dress

A little change

Cool, you leave me the porthole

You know me well

I like to see the clouds we pass through

It doesn’t matter to them

It doesn’t matter to them

Travelling...

Travelling...

You never look into the air

When we roam

You go there where there’s dust

There where it’s filthy

You say that a city, to really

Understand it

You must see the cats who live there

In its meanders

The bomb-painted walls

Are your museums

At the café which overhangs

Worn out roofs

The place at the window I leave for you

I know you well

You like to see the hurrying crowd

Which goes which comes

Which goes which comes

Travelling...

Travelling...

I freed my two full hands

Fingers numb

Placing our three cases

On the carpet

I wait a little while for you at customs

While you haggle

So that you’ll be able to keep

You contraband Ray-Bans

Passed under a detector

It went off

I had put my keys back

In my interior pocket

Cool, you leave me the porthole

You know me well

I so enjoy seeing Paris rising

When we return

When we return

Travelling...

Travelling...

• Artist:Renan Luce
• Album:D'une tonne à un tout petit poids