In front of the little that remains of the ice cap
Our chances of breathing are reducing
Our climate is going haywire and panicking
I know why the Earth is warming up
It's when you have less and less clothing on you
And a strap falls from your shoulder
And then, the ice slides and melts to the poles

Our lunches with fine particles
In the smokes of India or China
Under the black sky that descends to the ground
Everywhere it cooks, grills and deforests
I know what makes the vase overflow
It's when your modesty slowly flies away
And then, the ice slides and melts to the poles

All accused of assaulting nature
Everyone with their train, their plane, their car
Up to the Laplander and his kerosene lamp
If it's too late, might as well find it funny
Very funny

When there will be no more beaches in the Atlantic
And we'll surf over the shops
We won't go anywhere without our gondolas
If there is a way to avoid the worst
As a good citizen, I'm willing to say it
But already, you approach and your hands brush me
And then, the ice slides and melts to the poles

All accused of assaulting nature
Everyone with their train, their plane, their car
Up to the Laplander and his kerosene lamp
All promised to a suffocating end
There is no more urgent emergency
If it's too late, might as well find it funny
Very funny

In front of the little that remains of the ice cap
I try humor, I attempt to dodge
I see that everything is going haywire and panicking
These few words to say forgive me
For leaving the Earth in this state
In this crash of glaciers tumbling down
Very funny

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