SOS d'un terrien en détresse [English translation]

Why do I live?

Why do I die?

Why do I laugh?

Why do I cry?

This is the S.O.S

Of an earthling in distress

I've never had my feet on the ground1

I'd rather be a bird

I'm not comfortable in my own skin

I'd like to see the world upside down

If ever it were more beautiful

More beautiful seen from above, from above

I've always confused life

With comic books

It's like I have needs of metamorphosis

I feel something

That draws me, that draws me

That draws me upward

At the great lotto of the universe

I didn't draw the right number

I'm not comfortable in my own skin

I don't want to be a robot

Metro2, work, sleep

Why do I live?

Why do I die?

Why do I scream?

Why do I cry?

I think I'm capturing signals

Which came from another world

I've never had my feet on the ground1

I'd rather be a bird

I'm not comfortable in my own skin

I'd like to see the world upside down

I'd rather be a bird

Sleep, child, sleep

1. a. b. French lyrics should read: "terre".2. (subway)