On se fout de nous [English translation]

And the days, they pass, they pass, they pass, they pass, they pass, they pass

And nothing, no nothing, nothing changes on the route

These are the same pages which parade, the same verses which we recite, the same old film which for the past 100 times we rewind

And we cling on and we persevere, and we go bad and we ruin ourselves and we become exhausted and we undermine ourselves, we sink and we stray

And we cling on and we persevere, we break and we linger, we be and we leave, because

Because we don't care about us

Because we don't care at all about us

Because we have nothing else to say other than "Hello, Goodbye Sweetie"

Because we don't care about ourselves

Because we don't care at all about ourselves

Because we have nothing else to say other than "Hi, are you okay, Sweetie?"

Because we don't care at all

Because we don't care about us

And, the days, they pass, they pass, they pass, they pass, they pass, they pass

Like a far-off memory of the last time that we dated<

We become exhausted even more, in searching for the responses

We don't know even more what the question is<

And we cling on and we persevere, and we go bad and we ruin ourselves and we become exhausted and we undermine ourselves, we sink and we stray

And we cling on and we persevere, we break and we linger, we be and we leave, because

Because we don't care about us,

Because we don't care about us at all

Because we have nothing else to say other than "Hello, Goodbye, Sweetie"

Because we don't care about us

Because we don't care about us at all

Because we have nothing else to say other than "Hi, are you okay, Sweetie?"

Because we don't care at all

Because we don't care about is

Let's be excessively free, intensely mad

Yes, excessively free, intensely mad

Because we don't care about us

Because we don't care about us at all

Because we have nothing else to say

Because we don't care about us

Because we don't care about us at all

Because we have nothing else to say

Because we don't care about us

Because we don't care about us at all

Because we have nothing to say other than "Hello, goodbye, Sweetie"

Because we don't care about us

Because we don't care about us at all

Because we have nothing else to say other than "Hi, are you okay Sweetie?"

Because we don't care at all

And we cling on and we persevere, and we go bad and we ruin ourselves and we become exhausted and we undermine ourselves, we sink and we stray

And we cling on and we persevere, we break and we linger, we be and we leave, because