Welcome to the strangest days,
Say hello to the new normal, its here.
Fractured unity still plays,
Say goodbye to the old formal, revere.
All the things prioritised and all the stars we idolised
Seem stupid now.
Forced to survive on our own with little more than mobile phones
For company and news, its company we choose.
This is hero, this is hero hour
This is hero, this is hero hour
This is hero, this is hero hour
Re-choose your hero now

He got a sick note, he don't need opinion,
Got a policy novelty for the minions, all out.
No reason to shout about it.
He got new shoes, straight views, loved by legions
And an ever seemingly increasing loss of reason.
But hey, the world has to end some day.
God bless all of you keeping account.
Its about the damage limitation and the placement of doubt.
Slim times for the who where? who why? Who when?
And all the nonsense singing cavalries.
Its your ugly word now.
Conversation indicating self fulfilling prophecies,
If you cannot do, then stay away from teaching.
This inadequacy is spreading through genetically
End the surman, put an end to these proceedings
Woah woah woah woah
Put an end to the proceedings

Hop hop va le monde
Hop hop hop notre monde

Dans un champ des fruits murs

Sur une plage deux beaux seins

Et sur l’eau un mat’lot

Hop hop va le monde

Hop hop hop notre monde

Dans ma rue des bobos

Refont l’monde, dans l’ métro

Des clodos de not’ monde

Hop hop va le monde

Hop hop hop notre monde

Sous les ors du palais
Il fait bon, il fait frais,

On sourit à not’ monde

Une loi, bonne loi

Est votée donnant l’droit

D’interdire notre monde

Hop hop va le monde

Hop hop hop notre monde

C’est la joie et tant pis
Si le monde s’rétrécit

Aux heureux de ce monde

Hop hop va le monde

Hop hop hop notre monde

Au dehors sur la mer,

Dans l’désert on est pris

On périt entre soi

Comme des chiens

Hop hop va le monde

Hop hop hop notre monde

In a field of ripe fruits
On a beach two beautiful breasts

And on the water a sailor

Hop hop goes the world

Hop hop hop our world

In my street the young bourgeois

Are changing the world

In the metro the trumps of our world

Hop hop goes the world

Hop hop hop our world

In the splendour of the palace

It feels fine, it’s cool

We can smile at our world

A law a good law

Is voted giving us the right

To prohibit our world

What joy! and too bad
If the world is getting narrower

For these lucky people

Hop hop goes the world

Hop hop hop our world

They are far away, they are nothing

Their black hands scratches the sky

Scratches the sand and are silent

Like dogs

Tes mots sont froids
Ton corps meurtri

Ton âme vive.

Tes cris frappaient

L'indifférence
de la nuit sourde,

Ils se perdaient

Dans ta douleur

Anéantis.

À chaque coup

Tu t'enlisais

Dans un abîme

Où ton corps nu

N'existait plus

Que pour l'infâme.

Le feu odieux

De tes entrailles

Était le cœur
De ton silence.

Et tu rêvais

Aux jours dorés

De ton enfance

Émerveillée,

Quand la caresse

D'une main douce

Et maternelle

Effleurait tendre

Ta chevelure

Ma sœur

Ton cœur est mort

Ton âme vive

Tes mots sont froids,

Et tu respires

La corp d'albâtre

De cet enfant

Miroir brisé

De ta douleur

Et de ton cœur

Ma sœur

MY SISTER

Your words are cold

Your body wounding

Your soul alive.

Your cries strook

The indifférence

Of the deafness of the night

They got lost

In the pain
annihilated

With every blow

You sank

Into an abyss

Where your naked body

Only existed

For the infamous

And you were dreaming

Of the golden days

Of your wondrous childhood

When the caress

Of a soft and maternal hand

Tenderly brushed against

Your hair

My sister

Your heart is dead

Your soul alive
Your words are cold

And you breath in

The alabaster body

Of this child

The broken mirror

Of your pain

And of your heart