Les chemins étoilés [English translation]

We were three yesterday evening

Three lost kids

It was a quarter till Saturday

A few hours to kill

The one of us who was alone among the two others

Asked himself who is the boss among the apostles

Smile my friends, we’ve triumphed

We’ve taken out the ceiling without making the walls fall

The uproar of dances, jam trees

With whom we celebrate our escape

Among rafts, tired honks

We’re swimming in the rain of starry paths

Our faces blend in the aglow night

We’re rowing in the rain of starry paths

At the back of a taxi I listen to the radio

I softly chuckle in a low voice into my phone

We meet up somewhere, probably in a subway

You’ll be late, I’ll be late too

I can't wait to hear your good news

While the sirens meld with moonbeams

I’ll bring masks and all kinds of knifes

We’ll make war with the superheroes

Among rafts, tired honks

We’re swimming in the rain of starry paths

Our faces blend in the aglow night

We’re rowing in the rain of starry paths