New genes
Good bye
Running out of time
Makes my life go by
It was fancies
For sure
It’s so short till they
Take me forever
Flying on my feet
For this summer thrill
We can’t stay
Sleeping for my rest
Everything I’ve left
We can’t stay
We can’t stay
Old dreams
Candies
Share your heart to light all those
Who like nothing
We don’t leave people here
But the answer is not to stay
Save our flesh and our spirit
Don’t fear the Ending
Cause this is a beginning
Flying on my feet
For this summer thrill
We can’t stay
Sleeping for my rest
Everything I’ve left
We can’t stay
We can’t stay

Les jambes des femmesSont des ciseauxElles tranchent la vieEn petits morceauxComme des becs d’oiseaux enivrésVolant au-dessus de la mer
Moi j’aime avoir les pieds sur terreRacines au sol et tête en l’airPour contempler le ciel d’azurEt le spectacle de ces fruits murs
Les mains des femmesDes papillonsElles parlent et jouentCaressent aussiElles sont des griffes de lionnes sauvagesTiennent la vie
Et les hommes aussi
Ma chère MadeleineN’est pas comme çaDe ces dix doigts
M’étreint le cœurSes belles gambettesSont toujours prêtes
Pour une ballade
A bicyclette

English translation :
Les Jambes des Femmes
Ladies’s legs
Are scissorsThey cut life upInto little piecesLike beaks of drunken birdsFlying over the sea

Myself, I like having my feet on the groundRooted to the soil and my head in the cloudsTo contemplate the azur skyAnd the spectacle of ripened fruits
Ladies’ handsAre butterfliesThey talk and playAnd caress
They are the claws of wild lionessesGripping lifeAnd, at the same time, men
My dear MadeleineIs that not howThese ten fingersTighten my heartHer beautiful legsAre always

readyFor a bicycle ride