Mes épaules [English translation]

The new walls of the house

Under the paint and the false ceilings

Our future questioned

The reminder of my first lives

Sheep herds of dust

My rubble of a single man

And that child that cries that eats

Kilos of milk, kilos of diapers

And all that love in exchange for it

I hope it's not a lot to say

I hope all of that will hold

On my shoulders, my shoulders, my shoulders

Not well-built

My shoulders, my shoulders, my shoulders

Not well-built, not hefty

Not fantastic

Love, humour, moods are the same

As the two light bulbs on your face

That illuminates when I pedal

The weight of my ridiculous name

Of that aristocratic phantom

That goes forward when I move back

I hope it's not a lot to say

I hope all of that will hold

On my shoulders, my shoulders, my shoulders

Not well-built

My shoulders, my shoulders, my shoulders

Not well-built, not hefty

On my shoulders, my shoulders, my shoulders

My shoulders, my shoulders, my shoulders

Not well-built, not hefty

Not won

If it holds, then you'll marry me

For my shoulders, my shoulders, my shoulders

My shoulders, my shoulders, my shoulders

My shoulders, my shoulders, my shoulders

Not well-built, not hefty

For my shoulders, my shoulders, my shoulders

Not well-built, not hefty

The new walls of the house

Under the paint and the false ceilings

Our future questioned