One voice in the noise

Returning on the shore

One after the other taking turns to impress me with words

You think you impress me with words?

You cannot impress me with words, well no.

These voices climb along the echo up and down the walls

When they return on my shore I agree

D'oublier ce qu'on sait.

You think you impress me with words,

You cannot impress me with words, well no.

In a bounce lift your head above the nasty sounds.