Pas si bêtes [English translation]

There’s nothing left to do but dance

We know; we’re not so stupid

We know what tomorrow will be like

And that we won’t be invited to the party

From the edge of the trenches

Far, far above our heads

On the dark blue horizon

We see the storm coming

There’s no point thinking about it

The one who’s at the controls

With one hand throws the dice

And with the other, stops them

Without wanting to offend you

If the skies must open

It will be on our pierced roofs

And that, we’re not so stupid we know it

In our patched up clothing

We’ve bowed down so many times

We have never gathered

Anything but leftovers and crumbs

The Carnival is going to pass by

The floats and the majorettes

With the thrown confetti

We’ll fill our plates

Without wanting to offend you

If the skies must open

It will be on our pierced roofs

And that, we’re not so stupid we know it

We will be as announced

It not worth us worrying about

The first to get kicked out

We know the recipe

There’s nothing left to do but dance

We know; we’re not so stupid

We know what tomorrow will be like

And that we won’t be invited to the party

Without wanting to offend you

Without wanting to offend you

We’re not so stupid, we know it

We know…

• Artist:Francis Cabrel
• Album:In Extremis