A piece of sea, everything speeds up
There's no way to go back
A piece of sky, bad news
From the other hemisphere ¨re
The weather, sun all up there
Except for those who are burning with cold in hell
Whirlwind, disinformation
It's everywhere in winter
In my memory, alone in front of the tanks
A man standing up to move forward
History
And yet, nothing is different ©rent
The war, the people
Everything is blurring, before my eyes
And I no longer understand at all who is leading the game
This iron voice tells me All va of through
So I skipped
So that the image would change
And I prayed very hard that everything would work out
If there's someone up there
Let's start from scratch...
And I hope so, but there's nothing left to do
That is like a card game without jokers
No doubt, no one listens anymore
On this small planet
No doubt, no one knows ©listening
All calls are lost in the storm
This iron voice tells me everything va of through
Chorus
No doubt, no one is listening
All calls are lost in the storm
This iron voice, tells me everything va of travers
Refrain
Un bout de mer
Un bout de ciel
L’autre hemisphère
J’espère...
J’espère...
Translation:
I’m zapping away
The deep blue sea, swift as the breeze
And life that’s spinning round irreversibly
The sky above echoes to the ground
Troubles from the south
The daily news, bright sun up in view
But when you live in hell the sun is cold as moon
Same old song, desinformation
Can’t you feel the cold
There in my mind I recall the man
The man who changed the world the day he
Faced the tanks
Yet I bet everthing’s the same
Bloodshed, inhumane race
Same old news, I’m so confused
Someone tell me now who’s calling the tune
A voice of steel says nothing’s what it seems
I’m zapping away
Hoping for a better frame
And I pray the lord for a brighter day
If God is alive
All we need is a brand new start
I’m hopeful, what else can I do ?
It’s all like a game except there are no rules
Now I’m sure no-one gives a damn
On this land we call our home
Now I’m sure no-one gives a damn
And my s.o.s. is dust inside the storm
A voice of steel says nothing’s what it seems
Refrain
Now I’m sure, no-one gives a damn
All the cries of help are dust inside the storm
A voice of steel says nothing’s what it seems
Refrain
The deep blue sea
The sky above
The southern wind
I hope...
I hope...

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