Qui ne bats plus pour toi,
Ton regard dans le vague,

S’apparente au désarroi,

Non ne fais pas de vague,
C’est d’accord qu’il ne bats plus pour toi,
Oh oui pourquoi? c’est mon coeur qui ne bats plus pour toi,
Pourquoi oui pourquoi? c’est mon coeur qui ne bats plus pour toi,
On se dit des banalités,
A peine de la prose, pourquoi mais pourquoi,
C’est mon coeur qui ne bats plus pour toi,
Pourquoi oui pourquoi? c’est mon coeur qui ne bats plus pour toi.

Run.

Do it.

Here’s a story
For you all
You won’t believe it

That’s for sure
But I tell the truth

That stings my heart

Of gorgeous queen

And a lonesome bard

She fell in love with me

That’s how I almost

Became a king

I travelled far

My road was long

I played my lute
And sang my songs

Then one night
In walks a queen

Hair, dress, everything

She looked me with

Her pretty eyes
I’ve never seen

Such lovely smile

She danced until the dawn

That’s how I almost

Seized the throne

As soon as sun began to rise

King sent his royal spies

She could not resist my charms

She almost fell into my arms
I tell you all, I wouldn’t lie
I fled the scene in a nick of time

Still today I sing
How I almost
Became your king

On a stormy day
Our journey began

Through treacherous waters

Stronger than any man

Long is the way
As long as the sea

Battle for freedom

Calls to me

Long is the way

To the land

That sees no day

To a place
Of an endless cry

Where shadows lie

Dark land is near

Time has come
To face the darkness

To sound the drums
We’ll show them no mercy

We’ll show them no fear
Our battlecry
Is the last that they’ll hear