Foule sentimentale [English translation]

Oh , such a full of roses life

The rose offered to us

Is nothing more than possessing a large quantity of things

which make us want more

, they make us believe

That happiness is just possessing

Having your wardrobes full

Mocking us for we are willing to be mocked

A sentimental crowd

We yearn for the ideal

Attracted by the stars, the sails

Rather than commercial things

A sentimental crowd

We must pay attention to the way they are talking to us

How do they talk to us

They emerge

Out of paper boxes

Washed people, useless

And sad and without any advantage at all

They provoke

Desires that devastate us

They consider us , no wondering, from the very moment we were born,

to be assholes, no doubt we truly are..

A sentimental crowd

Yearning for the ideal

Rather than commercial things

We must pay attention to the way they are talking to us.

They make us Claudia Schieffer

They make us Paul-Loup Sulitzer

Oh how much can they really harm us

As well as those who had destroyed the woman

Is descending from the sky

An overwhelming desire

As for tomorrow, our pale children

(It would be ) a better one, a dream, a horse.

A sentimental crowd

Attracted by the stars, the sails

A sentimental crowd

How do they talk to us