L'Air du plastique [English translation]

I saw plastic trees in the uninhabited deserts

Mixed with nature on the edge of railways

Invading the villages, curtains of a thousand colors

The cashier crowds you going by, "Take some, it's all in good heart!"

When it's the plastic air that suddenly goes up in smoke

The most toxic melody that a man could invent

Black ashes in the air falling back to the ground

The music is everywhere, all the same, this air is just passing by

To flatter your ego, just passing by

Refrain

Look at the plastic air mixing itself with the harmony

This music is sublime, our kids dance to it too

The plastic air flies away and this melody forgets itself

It's superb, it's cynical, and so much more economic

You know the plastic air, it's the daily song

The one that you mash, that you chew, the one that you saw in your hands

Billions of bags dropped like balloons in the wind

It buries you baskets, it's here at least for a hundred years, hundred years, hundred years

A century of plastic air, it makes you want to sing

The technological music of a plastic humanity

The melody, a little annoying, of a disfigured tree

Funny leaves on is trees that the madness of the wind crunches, crunches

Refrain

Look at the plastic air mixing itself with the harmony

This music is sublime, our kids dance to it too

The plastic air flies away and this melody forgets itself

It's superb, it's cynical, and so much more economic

What satanic flowers this earth saw grow

When the earth, despite its fertilizer, becomes plastic

The hands of men in the world redesign the landscape

The unclean melody is everywhere, this air is just passing by

To flatter your ego, just passing by

Refrain

Look at the plastic air mixing itself with the harmony

This music is sublime, our kids dance to it too

The plastic air flies away and this melody forgets itself

It's superb, it's cynical, and so much more economic