Behind their screen
Their total screen
People are having a feast
The city is on edge
Stop, pale face
It's carnival
But where are the children?
And the opal clearings henceforth?
Ah, my heart is breaking!
I remember the world before poorly
Very poorly

Where was I and when for the grand finale
The Bengal fire
Behind my screen no doubt
My total screen
Losing my pedals
I didn't have my special glasses
Where was I and when
Behind my screen
And I was saying poorly

My love, you
My love, you
For you
On which foot to dance?
My love, you
My love, you
For you
On which foot, on which foot to dance?
My love, you
My love, you
For you
On which foot to dance?
My love, my love, you
My love, you
For you
On which foot, on which foot to dance?

The great president
Reptile sobs
Addresses the toothless, yeah
Well sheltered in his clay palace
With all his descendants, normal
But it's raining on the city
And we know, clay softens, yes!
So all the civilians, you, reptile sobs to the gemonies
It's great! We lynch him in the public square
We trample on the civic pact
Ah, you're not so clever now, reptile sob
Now that you're no longer behind your screen
You don't look so big
Don't try to run away with your 4000 ball heels
Which are no longer useful now
We too can make euros on your back
We throw coins at you like at the crocs in the vivarium
Ah, you're not so cocky
All this for what?
Because we didn't put on your fucking special glasses
We'll never put them on, your fucking special glasses!

For you
My love, you
My love, you
For you
On which foot to dance?
My love, you
For you
For you
On which foot, on which foot to dance?
My love, you
My love, you
For you
On which foot to dance?
My love, my love, you
My love, you
For you
On which foot, on which foot to dance?

We both walk on the embers
Of the French nation (blow, blow, blow)
Let's spread this golden blanket over the tricolor flag
It's, it's cold
We have walked so much in the nails on the way
Like all good children and fakirs (ouch, ouch)
That our feet are full of disgusting holes
Who do we have to address
To heal, there are limits to cross
Let's disperse, let's run everywhere
Let's run everywhere, let's disperse
Let no one worry, no one
Let no one worry
We'll meet again on the net

My love, you
My love, you
For you
On which foot to dance?
My love, you
My love, you
For you
On which foot, on which foot to dance?
My love, you
My love, you
For you
On which foot to dance?
My love, you
My love, you
For you
On which foot, on which foot to dance?

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