Tous les cris, les S.O.S. [English translation]

Like a mad man goes to throw at sea

Empty bottles, hoping maybe

Somebody can read through them

The SOS written with some air,

To tell you that I feel alone,

I am drawing, in blank ink, a desert.

And I run, I'm hanging on to life,

I'm getting drunk on the noise

Of the bodies around me,

Just like creepers tied in braids,

Oblivious to the distress

Of the words that I throw.

It's not easy to call for help,

Drowned in so many tragedies,

And the teardrops tangled with stress

Smother a bit more the cries of love

Of the ones who live in weakness

And, in a final hope, dissolve.

And I run, I'm hanging on to life,

I'm getting drunk on the noise

Of the bodies around me,

Just like creepers tied in braids,

Oblivious to the distress

Of the words that I throw.

Chorus:

Every cry, each SOS

Vanishes in the air,

Leaving, in the water, a trace

Made so beautiful by its foams.

Caught in their vessel of glass,

The messages struggle

But the waves do bring them back

As stardust upon the rocks.

And I picked up the splinters,

Put the pieces back together.

Everything was clear as water,

There's no winning against the past.

The heroes ought to be replaced

In a world where the best is

Yet to be done.

And I run, I'm hanging on to life,

I'm getting drunk on the noise

Of the bodies around me,

Just like creepers tied in braids,

Oblivious to the distress

Of the words that I throw.

Chorus: (x2)

Every cry, each SOS

Vanishes in the air,

Leaving, in the water, a trace

Made so beautiful by its foams.

Caught in their vessel of glass,

The messages struggle

But the waves do bring them back

As stardust upon the rocks.

• Artist:Zaz
• Album:Balavoine(s) (2016)