D'en haut de la tour du guet [English translation]

There is surely a way to leave here

Said the jester to the thief

There is nothing but confusion and delirium

The saviour is nowhere to be seen

The businessmen have drunk my wine

My lands are in the hands of gamblers

Amongst them I don’t see anyone

who really knows their value

There is no reason to get excited

Said the thief calmly

Some of us here think

That life is just wind

You and I, we have been though it

We are no longer anything in this story

To tell the truth

For us, It’s getting late.

At the top of the watchtower

The princes seized the telescopes

While the women go and come

Amongst the barefoot servants

Far, far, from a good distance

A wild cat growled

On can see two riders advance

And the wind begins to howl

There is surely a way to leave here

Said the jester to the thief

There is nothing but confusion and delirium

The saviour is nowhere to be seen

The businessmen have drunk my wine

My lands are in the hands of labourers

Between them I don’t see anyone

who really knows the value of them