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 an S.O.S

From an earthling in distress

I never had my feet on the ground

I'd rather be a bird

I don't feel right in my skin

I'd like to see the world upside down

If ever it could be more beautiful

More beautiful from above, from above

I've always confused life

With comic books

I wish to transform

I can sense something

Drawing me, drawing me

Drawing me up high

In the grand lottery of the universe

I didn't draw the right numbers

I don't feel good in my skin

I don't want to be a machine

Metro, work, sleep

Why do I live?

Why do I die?

Why do I scream?

Why do I cry?

I think I'm catching waves

Coming from another world

I never had my feet on the ground

I'd rather be a bird

I don't feel right in my skin

I would like to see the world upside down

I'd rather be a bird

Sleep, child, sleep