Here, between two ages, two lovers
Who love her body, from time to time
A cat, bigger than her salary
And two teenagers who miss their father
With faces everywhere
In order to not being skint
She lives seated here, in her little life
Beers in the fridge, with amnesia
She's still dreaming, revolution
During heavy nights, hard to tolerate
About breaking everything, about changing everything
About making this world a bit less dumb
She's still dreaming, revolution
In her bed sheets, falling asleep
The girl of the Mitterrand's years
The girl of the Mitterrand's years
By doing shopping for revenge
All these capitalist bastards
Who had driven this world away
She steals a panty or a déo
It's almost nothing, but that's enough
To believe that its not ended
Maybe one day, a coup d'amour
We will fleece the wings to these vultures
She's still dreaming, revolution
During heavy nights, hard to tolerate
About breaking everything, about changing everything
About making this world a bit less dumb
She's still dreaming, revolution
In her bed sheets, falling asleep
The girl of the Mitterrand's years
The girl of the Mitterrand's years
And me, I dream with her
And me, I dream with her
And me, I dream with her
And me, I dream with her, with her