Les portes de l'ennui [English translation]

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to on the boredom train

The train that never derails from its criminal tracks

Everything starts small, already as a little one

Little by little boredom grows

But beware, do not mistake an embryo of sympathy

With a lack of appetite

Small, small, this stealing magpie appetite

And there it is, the wish to live

To live as you wish

But we disguise ourselves, so soon a mood slips in,

We envy our neighbor, we become accomplice

And already, the air is polluted

All nastiness comes in time

Even me, I will kill for a chair

On wich to haul myself as a divinity, such vanities, vile ideas

We don't hesitate!

We kill and we gut

We become very cynical

It's the Hallali, oh dear, the ace of spades

That we polish, the black asp, the black asp, the black asp...

And when the cup in full, we realize, at last...,

That we're here to get bored stiff by the state, loads, loads, loads of unimportant things

So we dance

Yes, we dance

All in cadence

We dance

Go on, dance