I contemplate planes by the window
I'm behind bar, I who wants to evade
I've never wanted to submit
To those misguided ideas
I want to be able to see other days being born
Maybe the lines of my hand will tell me
I must follow the searchlight, because my soul is [my] master
But I'm afraid to touch the end just a few metres away
And I don't want to leave
Even if there is nothing that holds me back
I don't want to suffer
I have taken a one-way charter
Not to come back anymore
I wear this mask so that I don't resemble the others
As a failed boy, a girl unlike the others
I wait for the worst and I endure
I'm fed up with pretending that I am strong
So I play dead, so as not to die
I need to get out to close this Algerian chapter
[And] if there is dust upon this theme
Know that I love you never the less.
Don't cry, Algeria, I no longer sleep
Don't cry, Algeria, I no longer sleep
Don't cry, Algeria, I no longer sleep
Don't cry, Algeria, I no longer sleep