Brest [English translation]

Do you now hate me

For having left Brest

The roads, the harbor, what's left of it

The wind of the Jean Jaurès avenue

I know we were almost there

Our youth was over

We could have eaten up its scraps

Even under a heavy shower

Thundering, thundering, Brest thundering*

For God's sake, let the rain stop

Thundering, thundering, Brest thundering

Even the earth is falling flat on its back

The Recouvrance district that we leave behind

The Siam street, its drunk nights

It's not by lack of politeness

I'm just growing tired of the clouds and your caresses

This is no manifesto

Not even a sermon, let-alone a lecture

But I had to disappear one day

Do we always have to protect the species ?

Thundering, thundering, Brest thundering

For God's sake, let the rain stop

Thundering, thundering, Brest thundering

For God's sake, let the rain stop

Thundering, thundering, Brest thundering

Even the earth is falling flat on its back

Thundering, thundering, Brest thundering

Does it upset you too ?

Does it upset you too

Those few ashes being scattered

Today does someone cradle you at least ?