SOS d'un terrien en détresse [English translation]

Why do I live?

Why do I die?

Why do I laugh?

Why do I cry?

Here is the S.O.S.

Of an earthling in distress

My feet were never on the ground

I'd much rather be a bird

I don't fit my skin

I'd like to see the world upside down

What if it's more beautiful

As seen from above, above

I always seemed to confuse life

With some kind of comic strip

I'm so eager to get metamorphosed

I can feel something

Drawing me, drawing me

Drawing me way up high

At the universe's lottery

I didn't get winning numbers

I don't fit my skin

I don't wanna be a machine

All work and no sleep

Why do I live?

Why do I die?

Why do I laugh?

Why do I cry?

I think I'm picking up

Waves from another world

My feet were never on the ground

I'd much rather be a bird

I don't fit my skin

I'd like to see the world upside down

I'd much rather be a bird

Back to sleep, dear child...