L'Enfer Des Formes
De la mée manié¢e,
Que des filles un peu naé£es,
On se laisse faire,
Par la téže du pays,
On s'en va comme des poltrons,
Vivant mal leur é?artéement,
Entre éotion et indifféence,
Entre ré¢olte et déision,
On a le déir, on se dit il faut agir,
Mais cette léhetâŚă˛ăŹ¸ inavouable,
Nous rend bien trop gouvernables,
On s'en va comme des poltrons,
Vivant mal leur é?artéement,
Entre éotion et indifféence,
Entre ré¢olte et déision.
(Whispered at the end of the song...)
on s'en va...
Hell Of Forms
In the same manner,
As girls a bit naive,
We are manipulated,
By the head of the(our)country,
We're behaving like cowards,
Ill at ease because of the separation,
Between emotion and indifference,
Between revolt and derision,
We feel the desire, we tell ourselves we must react,
But this shameful cowardness,
Makes us too easy to be controlled,
We're behaving like cowards,
Ill at ease because of the separation,
Between emotion and indifference,
Between revolt and derision.
(Whispered at the end of the song...)
we're going away...
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