Tout au bout de nos peines [English translation]

Oh oh oh

Oh oh oh

At the end of our sorrows

If the sky looks the same

At the end of our lives

Will we have written everything

Of our immense griefs

Of our simple violence

What will we have done with living

What will we have done with ourselves

At the end of our sorrows

To the end of ourselves

Weary from our screams

And from our bodies, too

At the end of our chains

Freed from our hate

What will we have done since

What will we have done standing

At the end of our sorrows

To the paths which leads us

At the end of the night

Will we have learned again

By our only presence

That the world has a meaning

What will we have done with it

What will we have done with everything

At the end of our sorrows

To the end of ourselves

A wing in heaven

And the other in life

Of our hands holding each other

Of our learning eyes

What will we have done with living

What will we have done with ourselves

At the end of our chains

Freed from our hate

What will we have done since

What will we have done standing

Of our hands holding each other

Of our learning eyes

What will we have done with living

What will we have done with ourselves

What will we have done with ourselves