Un jour en France [English translation]

In the pub, as always

there's a nice debate:

to the gallows all the rotten, the corrupt ones too;

teeth (showing) white and ready to rip flesh

but on the first chance

each one becomes the scammer

in the feast for cash, yes, that's going on here;

come on dance with Johny (Cash: a wordplay)

They look back at France

having memories

of the order, the playing, the substance;

when we lived better

there were Paul 'n' Mickey¹,

we could discuss (anything)

but it's Mickey² who won;

ok, let's zip it about this one

A new day in France,

prayers for the viewers

and some fascism lovers (Le Pen) around 15%

Charlie³, defend me!

This is the time of menaces,

we've no choice, the tails are on the heads;

And today, I swear that nothing's coming up,

always a little more (of nothing and deeper in shit)

National Front (Le Pen's party), suffering;

How nice it is in France!

It's time to change the currency,

we should imprint the dream of equality,

we should never remove that of fraternity,

not to mention the unsaid⁴, yeah, yeah!