Le chant des sirènes [English translation]

Children of the parks, kids of the beaches

The wind threatens the sand castles

Built with my fingers

Time doesn't spare anyone, sadly

The years pass, the echo slips away

On the dunes of Pyla

At the mercy of the seasons, of photo booths

I surrender to these glimmers of the past

At the mercy of the seasons, of decisions

I surrender myself

When memories get mixed up

The tears come to me

And the Sirens song brings me back in winter

Oh cruel melancholy

Slender harmony

Lonely euphoria

How many jokes, how many pranks

How many scars, how many masks

Have we left behind there?

Put down your guns, run away

Find peace in this racket

Before I drown there

At the mercy of the seasons, of photo booths

I surrender to these glimmers of the past

At the mercy of the seasons, of decisions

I surrender myself

When memories get mixed up

The tears come to me

And the Siren song brings me back in winter

Oh cruel melancholy

Slender harmony

Lonely euphoria