Sous les pavés [English translation]

Where has the true desire to be alive gone?

The wild flights and dazzling nights?

I know, it’s too easy to say that it was better before

Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, the cement

And the more that the years go by, the more everything spins out of control

Where are the last crazy people in the middle of the crowd?

But I must not be hopeless, no, there are still things to do

There is still everything to do (There is still everything to do)

Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, the cement

Extends further than the horizon

I advance without knowing what awaits me

Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, I stretch myself

I want to see the sea more blue than blue again

Without ever saying to one another: “Goodbye”

Where did the true desire to break everything go?

Freedom in the fist, heart on the brink of imploding?

United in a single breath, ready to start everything again

I’m scared of losing my hand to your need to exist

We see the end of the world happening in photos

We’re all going to stay there as long as it is beautiful

But I must not be hopeless, no, there are still things to do

There is still everything to do (There is still everything to do)

Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, the cement

Extends further than the horizon

I advance without knowing what awaits me

Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, I stretch myself

I want to see the sea more blue than blue again

Without ever saying to one another, oh, without ever saying to one another

Without ever saying to one another: “Goodbye”

Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, the cement

Extends further than the horizon

I advance without knowing what awaits me

Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, I stretch myself

I want to see the sea more blue than blue again

Without ever saying to one another, without ever saying to one another

Without ever saying to one another: “Goodbye”