La chanson des vieux cons [English translation]

As long as we don't know, don't know anything

As long as we're nice little puppies

As long as the little health is doing good

We're not the tail of a human being

As long as we don't know the sharp braking

That is burning you alive a day of June

As long as we don't know that everything is dying out

We're almost never giving anything

As long as we don't know that everything exhaust

As long as we don't know what real fear is

As long as we never undergo craftiness

Or watched grow the ivy climbing

As long as we have never seen the tin sky

Floatting the corpse of a human

On a river, naked like a drawing

Just one or two traces in charcoal

It's a song, a song

For old farts

Like me, erstwhile little fool

It's a song, a song

That comes from deep inside, of me

Like a dark and old well

As long as we don't know that we're happy

That above, it's not always that blue

As long as we're in our cloud of weed

That we're not telling ourselves that we want the best

As long as we didn't burn the decor

As long as we never look death up and down at some time

As long as we have someone that is holding you tight

We always reach agreement a little

It's a song, a song

For old farts

Like you, erstwhile little moron

It's a song, a song

That comes from deep inside, of me

Like a dark and old well

As long as we don't know what fleeing is

And the shame that we know we deserve

As long as we're dancing at the prom of hypocrites

That we never dive through the window

As long as we didn't see our nest burn

In a few minutes barely finished

As long as we believe in all these bullshits

That are all finishing by "for a lifetime"