Qu'ils me traitent d'idiot [English translation]

Too bad about the greenhouse effect

If the Earth is too hot

I don't mind the sun on my skin

Too bad about all the wars

Let's forget their echo

Provided that I be your hero

What is my role in this world that makes me sad?

On your shoulders I feel that I matter

Though they call me a fool

I want to believe

I want to believe

That the world is beautiful

In distress

Though they call me a fool

I want to see

I want to see

The bright side of life

In your eyes

In your eyes

Too bad nothing's green any more

From winter to spring

Our cities press into the fields

Too bad if outdoor life

Respires difficultly

You, you inspire me profoundly

What is my role when outside, everything is collapsing?

On your shoulders I see the world dance

Though they call me a fool

I want to believe

I want to believe

That the world is beautiful

In distress

Though they call me a fool

I want to see

I want to see

The bright side of life

In your eyes

Everything's going wrong but I'm doing fine

I forget my hardships in the hollow of your back

I want to drink the glass half full

Life sounds like a sad refrain

But if we dare to do what we must finally

We will change the story before the end

At last!

Though they call me a fool

I want to believe

I want to believe

That the world is beautiful

In distress

Though they call me a fool

I want to see

I want to see

The bright side of life

In your eyes

In your eyes

In your eyes

In your eyes