Eolienne [English translation]

Leave the North Wind, the trade winds to the sailing boats

To the little flags of coloured beaches

Mistral, it sweep the clouds

Leave them, they breath of wind in the summer's bluish sky

Leave the breezes which caress the calfs

Fearing that the pretty legs in wrought iron

Of the girls or the weathercocks high perched

Leave the fresh draughts spread

Leave all the wind confined

At the end of the televisions

To escape

All the wind-powered energy

That there is inside ours existences

To fly away (X2)

Just a to-ing and fro-ing

Odyssey, crossed

Along, along of the roamed cliffs

To want the befores, a je ne sais quoi, the afters

To breath of wind in the summer's bluish sky

Leave the breezes which caress the calfs

Fearing that the pretty legs in wrought iron

Of the girls or the weathercocks high perched

Leave the fresh draughts spread

Leave all the wind confined

At the end of the televisions

To escape

All the wind-powered energy

That there is inside ours existences

To fly away (X2)

That there is inside ours existences to fly away

Leave all the wind confined

Leave all the wind confined

At the end of the televisions

To escape

Leave all the wind confined

At the end of the televisions

To escape

All the wind-powered energy

There is inside ours existences

To fly away (X2)

• Artist:Gaëtan Roussel