La porte bonheur [English translation]

Under the pretense of having forgotten his gloves

The rabbit left her at his place and according to his plans

She should stumble upon a gift that was second to none

Instead of that, Alice trips and falls flat

She went straight past the surprise into the living room

His mood became the size of a melon

Embarrassed, face pressed against the window

Thus begins the departure of meteorites

From a rabbit, who feels like a complete moron

After offering this unsuccessful gift

It's the lucky charm never seen by most

One must strike it to enter nowhere

We get worked up over the slightest thing

Something pointless

Second guess yourself and the taste of life

Gradually becomes volatile

We get worked up over the slightest thing

Something pointless

Second guess yourself and the taste of life

Gradually becomes volatile

One cannot cuddle up to the door

But Alice could come and go without leaving

Getting angry and shutting and locking it up

Calling it, no worries if the keys got lost

Without warning there is a doorbell

Need freedom? It can stay open

But as happiness was within reach

Alice only saw midday at her door

After crying another river

There she was in the forest again, alone

That hat on paws could run

There was no need to think before offering

We get worked up over the slightest thing

Something pointless

Second guess yourself and the taste of life

Gradually becomes volatile

We get worked up over the slightest thing

Something pointless

Second guess yourself and the taste of life

Gradually becomes volatile

• Artist:Ibrahim Maalouf
• Album:Au pays d'Alice...