Ratatouille - Le Festin

The dreams of lovers are like good wine
They bring joy or sorrow
Weakened by hunger, I am unhappy
Stealing along the way all that I can
Because nothing is free in life

Hope is a dish consumed too quickly
Skipping meals, I am accustomed
A thief, lonely and sad to feed
To us, I am bitter, I want to succeed
Because nothing is free in life

Never will I be told
That the race for the stars
Is not for me
Let me amaze you
And take flight
We will finally feast

The party will finally begin
And bring out the bottles, troubles are over
I set the table, for my new life
I am happy at the thought of this new destiny
A life of hiding and then finally free
The feast is on my way
A life of hiding and then finally free
The feast is on my way