Cœur en carton [English translation]

The beats of the machine

Set my heart beating

The metronome is a factory

Guaranteed eternally

Without stopping and restarting

These perpetual movements

If work is health

I'll know to do without it

I put my heart in the cardboard

The love of assembly line work

Three little beeps and then they go away

Like the days of the week

I put my heart in the cardboard

The love of work to hatred

The nights passed in these messes

Where living is no longer worth the pain

Me, who am I on this earth?

And what is destiny's part"

Is it hunger or anger

That will take it to the end?

And to save my delusions

I plug my ears

Suddenly from the cardboard factory

I no longer hear the chains' noise

I put my heart in the cardboard

The love of assembly line work

Three little beeps and then it goes away

Like the days of the week

I put my heart in the cardboard

The love of lagging work

Three hundred people in unison

Guided by the sirens' song

I'm an automatic pilot

In a ridiculous decline

But the music's harmonies

Dispersed my distress

I feel like tearing up the armor

That has closed my heart

The music softened the walls

My discomforts are no longer only tricks

I put my heart in the cardboard

The love of assembly line work

Three little beeps and then they go away

Like the days of the week

I put my heart in the cardboard

The love of lagging work

Three hundred people in unison

Guided by the sirens' song

I put my heart in the cardboard...

Three little beeps and then they go away

I put my heart in the cardboard

The love of work to punishment

Screw the federation and the boss

And the bohemian life for me

Subterfuge is sometimes necessary

To pass the pill better

The melody is a refuge

Where all my fantasies abound

I send the cardboard flying

And kill these damn packages

My heart has left its prison

Here it is on vacation

I put my heart in the songs

The love of working onstage

Unite my soul to the tuning fork

I feel my song fill my veins

I put my heart in the songs

The love of assembly line work

Make the sky sometimes

You sang my tunes from the heart

I put my heart [x2]

I put my heart in the songs

The love of assembly line work

Make the sky sometimes

You sang my tunes from the heart

Make the sky sometimes

This song cures your pains