La débandade [English translation]

Soon the last I hope

Soon the last I hope

I will swallow the sea

I will smoke the peaks

The purple mauves (flower)

By the root

Soon the last my sweetest

Soon the last my heart

I will rise my thumb

To a twin-engine

A bush fire

An elsewhere

I have known true love, true love sometimes

But so often early in the morning, lying on the roofs of Paris

Do business, 've had my way of the cross

I've said never, I've said always

I've said fuck off, come back once

Pounding (of the heart)

Shots of rum

A waterfall of tiles

The wild flight

Soon the last I hope

Soon the last I hope

The last possible

We call it winter

Facing the unspeakable

I will be less proud

Soon the last my sweetest

Soon the last my heart

Nor the devil in the body

Not even the slightest jolt

That my pleasure will stay

That its hands hold me

I have known true love, true love sometimes

But so often early in the morning, lying on the roofs of Paris

Do business, 've had my way of the cross

I've said never, I've said always

I've said fuck off, come back once

Pounding (of the heart)

Shots of rum

A waterfall of tiles

The wild flight

Soon the last my sweetest

Soon the last my heart

I will put the sails

And the vapors

I will end up naked

Even the heart

Soon the last I hope

Soon the last I hope

I will do the empty

The eyes in the wave

This lucid song

Is the wild flight