Le vent nous portera [English translation]

I don't care for course or heading

One must see and must be tasting

all the mazes to their ending

that place will be so fair

the wind will take us there!

Your dispatch to Ursa Major

and your course that of a stager

at the moment that seems greater

or another you don't care

the wind blasts them midair!

All will be lost but then

the wind will take us there!

The caress and the machine gun

and our woe that suffer brings on

the palace too of days now gone

what has been, what we'll stare

the wind will take them there!

The genetics shouldered here

chromosomes in atmosphere

the galactic taxis and

my flying carpet, say again?

The wind blasts them midair!

All will be lost but then

the wind will take us there!

All the scent of years we shot dead

things you could find on your doorstep

Infinite destinies

One may want but what will one bear?

The wind blasts them midair!

While the tide continues rising

their stakes everyone's revising

In my palm I'm only piling

your ashes that remain

the wind will take them there!

All will be lost but then

the wind will take us there!