C'est pas l'heure [English translation]

Like an old miracle

A two-step magic

For love, for a flight

It makes life wishes

I'm hearsay they are hot

I tell myself it's beautiful, yes

And to say it is K.O.

Their games, their words, tell

Like an old miracle

You saw me grow

You're there, sometimes back

Serious and a little sad

I tell you when it's too good

Yes, when one is thus

You and me, a little dingoes

But I'm hearsay

They are hot!

This is not the time

Die or leave, but come back to life

This is not the time

Die or leave, but remain friends

Like an old miracle

Sweet dreams, a delight

Give us your long nights

Save us from the vacuum

I tell you when it's too good

Yes when you are well

A smile, a word too

But I'm hearsay

They are hot!

I'm hearsay they are hot

But reset

They we say which are maggots

Gold and placebo...

God they are hot

This is not the time

For diying or leaving, but come back to life

This is not the time

For diying or leavin, stay together here

This is not the time

For diying or leaving, but come back to life

This is not the time

For diying or leaving, but remain friends

• Artist:Mylène Farmer