Sûr de rien [English translation]

You’re sure of nothing here

Oblivion looks for brothers on every corner

In wait, ready to pounce

A man sleeps on the sidewalk

Words reverberating in his memory

Hungry, cold, desperate for hope

But it’s too late; people don’t go out at night anymore

Too afraid that a young wolf will attack them in the dark

So they live in a voting booth

Glued to the tv, aint no time to waste

To say hello to the neighbour across the hall, after, second-guessing

They speak of delinquency

I speak of poor, lost brothers

For whom opulence is paramount

A tip, a good rib cage

A few litres, to play the free falling man

To break the cycle

The stunts aren’t dubbed

Uncontrollable blunders

Tough to erase past mistakes

Dwelling on them, makes no sense

But it’s the only way to exist

A line, a scar

Who said that you’re living, no one ever knows

You’re sure of nothing here

Chorus: (x2)

You’re sure of nothing here where I live

What we’re living is not life

Here or elsewhere, there ain’t no seasons

Rotten luck follows our talons

Nothing is predictable under the neon lights

If you don’t wanna finish dirty, how do you play your adversaries

Some find, some search

They’re always searching

If no one throws them a line

It’s already lost

We persevere with a father austere

We get by sometimes, if wild dreams don’t haunt our minds

When they’re lucid, it’s a battle

In our homes, nothin aint right anymore

But only there do we feel solid

Loved forever despite our misdemeanours

Happy, we hustle to feel assured

A mother, is a mother

You know that, that’s good

Spirituality is missing, vitality heavy

Having a roof, a home

My abstraction, it’s arduous

At month’s end, we can’t escape it

So, we gather all our assets

And still, no way to put the jinx on its knees

Leave a mark on an ephemeral passage

Say that we lived

Not ending like a song that dies

Because we don’t sing it anymore

It’s the Grail that everybody trails

Incessantly, spasmodically into the afterlife

But yeah, you’re sure of nothing here

Chorus

Uncertainty displays its anxiety

Its doom to solitude

Paranoia in all its glory

Soon a bullet will flash out of a barrel

As certain as a star

A soul can stop shining

Right in the middle of a pedestrian crossing, accepting

Pushing men to put it all on the line

To give as good as they get

Not kneeling on the ground

Confidence stingy, a smile washed away by fear

The absence of “I love you” enraging the heart

In a sweat, seeing the end, crying

Facing the weak probability of living fortunately

Kids become terrors, dealers

We can’t speak what we have never heard

So, we grow up alone, we grow old alone, we die alone

All this without having lived

Fixed in front of the mirror

The time that’s passing leaving its traces on our faces

Quickly, gotta leave a mark

Someone will see a name engraved on a public bench

At least it’s not all just a dream

You’re sure of nothing here

Chorus