Attraction [English translation]

If it isn't the wind of change

That blows air under my wings,

Then it isn't a gust of wind I'm waiting for

To soar into the sky

I need a little hurrying wind

To make me gain altitude

And savor while I'm gliding

This idea of plenitude

But the thing is, you cannot make it up,

This dead calm, so dead

Without a single cloud, without a beating heart...

If it isn't the wind of pleasure

That comes fighting my weightlessness,

Then I won't let an evil Zephyrus

Lead me straight into an illusion

For if love isn't in the air,

Then I'd rather stay down on earth

And if I listen to my friends the ants,

In their distant representation of the sky,

Foretelling me a paradisaical life

Of work and career

Never alone again, surrounded by evergreen

And quite friendly colleagues,

I'd manage to find the way

To approach happiness

But the thing is, you cannot make it up,

This dead calm, so dead

Without a single cloud, without a beating heart...

If it isn't the wind of pleasure

That comes fighting my weightlessness,

Then I won't let an evil Zephyrus

Lead me straight into an illusion

For if love is not down on earth,

Then I'd rather fly away again

If it isn't the wind of change

That blows air under my wings,

Then it isn't a gust of wind I'm waiting for

To soar into the sky

In vain, I'm looking for the attraction

Of the earth, or of the moon if need be,

That will make me take position

For the being extra, the ordinary...

If love isn't in the air,

Then I'd rather stay down on earth

But if love is not down on earth,

Then I'd rather fly away again

• Artist:Paris Combo
• Album:Attraction