A sun that rises vertically
The world awakens like an ideal day
I look around and things
Are not disgusting

At the edge of the rubble, the bar pillars
Lost this morning the evening's trifecta
There are a lot of people, you see
We are alive, that's already something

Look at us dancing
How beautiful we are, we are handsome
Look at us moving
Lasciviously, skin against skin
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

A midday in January
Where work makes you cry
Behind our blue-tinted screens
The city crackles
The sky makes noise
On the port of Sète
Or in the smoky island
People are the same
It can reassure us
Finished with piss, throat cut from pressure
We slide from season to season

Look at us dancing
How beautiful we are, we are handsome
Look at us moving
Lasciviously, skin against skin

Look at us dancing
How beautiful we are, we are handsome
Look at us moving
Lasciviously, skin against skin
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

A sun that rises vertically
The world awakens like an ideal day
I look around and things
Are not disgusting

No, nothing is perfect
Everything is shaky
In our humanities too often in stopover
But our soaked hearts always sponge
In the naive clarity of what makes them deaf

Look at us dancing
How beautiful we are, we are handsome
Look at us moving
Lasciviously, skin against skin

Look at us dancing
How beautiful we are, we are handsome
Look at us moving
Lasciviously, skin against skin

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