Toutes les peines [English translation]

some water

some move without thinking of it, without ground to dig

some heat

without embers nor chimney, without a tree to cut

some easy, some pointless, without misfortune

childish to each his share of grief

but all the troubles, all the hate

where do they come from

what are they worth?

all the troubles, the dormant cracks

oh all the troubles, the very same

eternal

what do they rhyme with?

all that bleeds, our tiny death pangs

some games

on a flat screen, virtual and in color

some of the best

some money, some sugar, and Christmas all the time

field of appearance, we run off until the day

it all collapses, fragile at your turn, your turn

Chorus

oh all the troubles, the very same

eternal

what do they rhyme with?

all that bleeds, these tiny death pangs

but all the troubles, these gangrenes

heavy, old

that bleed in our hearts

do they give any assets to our peace?