En route pour la joie [English translation]

Who did rig the base with mines?

Who did blow up the bridge?

Who had laid out

concrete under the plains?

Who did know at the begining

that there would be an end?

Who are you, ladies and gentlemen

to talk to me that way?

Hosanna Hosanna

Let's head out for joy

Frost again

frost at the tip of the lips.

Ah, but where are the secret words?

It's all hospital terminals

It's all a bunch of corridors

Mischievous neon

and shover in hairspray

Hosanna Hosanna

Let's head out for joy

Some bone beyond the flesh

Some cheap acid

so much that it rots

the last fresh fruit stones

Who will recreate the base?

Who will rebuild the bridge?

Who will manage to rip off

the concrete from behind the plains?

Hosanna Hosanna

Let's head out for joy

• Artist:Noir Désir