It’s not those mics called the overheadsAnd it’s not those crystals that fit into the palm of my handsNo they won’t crack the safe where I piled hundreds of words just for youWill you try to keep me even if I never break the silence ?

You’re my doudou boy, you’re my hut, you are my intimate shedI like our groovy love even if we are obviously untuned
We’ll have to gambleConceal our secretsWe’ll have to set asideOur rusty stringsLead and metals pointed upon usOur disclocated concertoShine and shine with our groovy frequenciesShall we try to keep on even if we’re never in tune ?
You’re my doudou boy, you’re my hut, you are my intimate shedI like our groovy love even if we are obviously untuned
And if it was a perfect love, it wouldn’t be the same tuneWouldn’t you miss those dirty sounds… untuned ?Untuned…

I go where
The golden glints gatherI followTheir lights and I whisper
The words I singCarry hope like springI’m fed up with the gloomy, the dark and the grim
The words I singCarry hope like springI wanna have the sun everyday on my skin

They’ll take me
To the borders of the worldWhere the seas
Fall in the Milky Way
The words I singCarry hope like springI’m fed up with the gloomy, the dark and the grim
The words I singCarry hope like springI wanna have the sun everyday on my skin
I will kissThe sea drops in the airShould I jump?Please just remember that …
The words I singCarry hope like springI’m fed up with the gloomy, the dark and the grim
The words I singCarry hope like springI wanna have the sun everyday on my skin

Ye shang hai, bu ye cheng.
Traduction :
Shanghai de nuit, une ville qui ne dort pas