Le Feu sur les planches [English translation]

It's not hot outside

No one actually smiles

Are we cold inside?

No one makes the slightest effort

Is there coldness in our eyes?

Yet everywhere there is fire

I hear the sirens

The noise and the screams

We shrug off everything

Everything for us had a price

And then we dive

With all the fire that gnaws at us

That gnaws at us

(Refrain)

We throw ourselves onstage

The only place that we love

There's fire on the boards

We throw ourselves in the river

Under the crying lights

There's fire on the boards

And it burns us

From the feet to the soul

From the feet to the soul

We heat up the planet

With the gas from our party

We nourish the spark

That crackles in our hands

We're no longer afraid of anything

We know neither what drives us

Nor what we're looking for nor where we're going

We light brushfires

A hundred canadairs [fire-fighting planes] are not enough

To calm our passion

Then we plunge

With all the fire that gnaws at us

That gnaws at us

(Refrain)

Gather everything that has value

Douse it in gas

An emergency evacuation plan

An evacuation plan from the heart

We throw ourselves onstage

The only place that we love

There's fire on the boards

We throw ourselves in the river

Under the crying lights

There's fire on the boards

(Refrain)