La liberté [English translation]

On a guitar, on a violin

It's too late, it's too late

On the boulevard or under the bridge

Without-logic make his song

On a guitar, on a violin

On Gabon's tam-tam

On occasional drums

Without-homeland make his song

If the truth comes out from the metro

If the whole world says

That we're wrong, loving too much

When the winter is harsh

And when cries "hot chestnuts"*

Without-shelter makes his song

Freedom

It's not just a door nearby

Freedom

It's the end of the world

On a guitar, on a violin

On a mess kit and can drums

Off chance under the balconies

Without-papers makes his song

On a guitar, on a violin

On the tune of Duke Ellington

At the end of the breath, at the end of the sound

Without-money makes his song

If the truth comes out from the metro

If the whole world says

That we're wrong, loving too much

When the winter is too harsh and

When cries "hot chestnuts"

Without-knickers makes his song

Freedom

It's not just a door nearby

Freedom

It's the end of the world