If it were an orchestra to speak for us
It would be easier to sing a farewell
Becoming adults would be a crescendo
Of violins and troubles
The drums announce a storm1
The conductor went away
Put on a bit of easy-listening music, because I feel like [feel the need for] nothing
Rather, super-easy-listening
Words without mystery, allegre, ma non troppo2
Put on a bit of easy-listening music in the deafening silence
So we don't fall into the black hole
That's on the verge of approaching us, approaching us
More or less
If a concert were enough to birth a flower
Between palaces destroyed by enemy bombs
In the name of a God
That doesn't come outside with a storm
The conductor went away
Put on a bit of easy-listening music, because I feel like [feel the need for] nothing
Rather, super-easy-listening
Words without mystery, allegre, ma non troppo
Put on a bit of easy-listening music in the deafening silence
So we don't fall into the black hole
That's on the verge of approaching us, approaching us
It stays in the background inside the supermarkets
The soldiers sing it, the alcoholic kids
The progressive priests, you hear it in the sunlit neighbourhoods
That resonates lightly
It lurks in thoughts in the gym
It keeps a party alive, even a shitty one
Think again about your life, about the things you left
To fall into the space of your animal indifference
Put on a bit of easy-listening music, because I feel like [feel the need for] nothing
Rather, super-easy-listening
Words without mystery, allegre, ma non troppo
Put on a bit of easy-listening music
So we don't fall into the black hole
That's on the verge of approaching us, approaching us
More or less
1. The kind of drums one hears in "Little Drummer Boy", not rock drums.2. Musical term meaning "play fast and bright, but not too much so"