Life has the perfume of a woman in the morning.
Never docile, the world's at our eyelashes.
We make life and love at any time
Do you see it?
Do you see that?
And I walk attracted by the tops
And I flee the thunderstorm and the abyss.
Instead of the beauty of wilted roses,
I prefer the sublime of a flame.
Sisters taking arms, arms, arms
Resonating, ting, ting
We the women, women, women
The future of men
We love each other, love, love
Like queens, queens, queens
It is the tear, tear, tear
Of flowers and flames.
Ooh ah ah, we are
Flowers and flames.
Ooh ah ah, we are
Flowers and flames.
We were already ruling the world
Even left in the shadows
Of the kings' robes.
But you were not allowed to tell that.
We are not only mothers, skins on posters
Flowers you're collecting, toys for men.
And I walk attracted by the tops
And I flee the thunderstorm and the abyss.
Instead of the beauty of wilted roses,
I prefer the sublime of a flame.
Sisters taking arms, arms, arms
Resonating, ting, ting
We the women, women, women
The future of men
We love each other, love, love
Like queens, queens, queens
It is the tear, tear, tear
Of flowers and flames.
Ooh ah ah, we are
Flowers and flames.
Ooh ah ah, we are
Flowers and flames.
Ooh, ooh, oh oh oh oh ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, oh oh oh oh ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, oh oh oh oh ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, oh oh oh oh ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, oh oh oh oh ooh, ooh
And I walk attracted by the tops
And I flee the thunderstorm and the abyss.
Instead of the beauty of wilted roses,
I prefer the sublime of a flame.
Sisters taking arms, arms, arms
Resonating, ting, ting
We the women, women, women
The future of men
We love each other, love, love
Like queens, queens, queens
It is the tear, tear, tear
Of flowers and flames.
Ooh ah ah, we are
Flowers and flames.
Ooh ah ah, we are
Flowers and flames.