Finir pêcheur [English translation]

Wish to end as a fisherman

Because that's glorious

Happy that way

No need for more money

Morning getting up

Unknown, unseen

Because celebrity

Is something that hurts

That hurts a man

To end in salted water

Just knowing how to count

Emptying the hourglass

And then forgetting all

Because that's glorious

To live without speaking

To live without a word

And learn to keep silent

To watch and do nothing

To watch without seeing

Children dancing

Along the mirror

But it's always too far

Always in the dark

Unattainable

Like the bull's eye

But it's always too far

Still one day it will end

And no one will remember

Or write it or say it

I'll empty my suitcase

And burn the newspapers

Carpets and photos

Nothing to learn

So that children will know

There's something beyond

When you forget everything

You forget the blows

You unfold, you shake

That madness is contagious

You tear up the tablecloth

A sudden illness that

You wear around your neck

Like a garland

Of tears and colors

Wish to end as a fisherman

A divine mollusc

With wrinkled skin

But it's always too far

Within reach but

Unattainable

Like the bull's eye

But it's always too far

Wish one day to be a better man

To kill the sickness of living

Cutting loose from all

Catching in the sea

Corals, and snakes

All by hand

No light, no gas

Beard never shaven

Wish to end as a fisherman

Swallowing up the meter

Watching without seeing

The calendar

That crumbles into dust

The earth is so far

The earth is so far

The calendar

That crumbles into dust

The earth is so far

The earth is so far

Calendar

Calendar

That crumbles into dust

The earth is so far...

• Artist:Gérard Manset
• Album:Lumières (1984)