Il Suffira D'un Signe

Just a sign is all it takes, one morning
A morning calm and serene
Something tiny, that's for sure
It's written in our books, in Latin

Torn are our rags of good-for-nothings
The chains on our ankles far, far away
You laugh, but just wait, one morning
I'll have everything that shines in my hands

Look at my life, you see it face to face
Tell me your thoughts, what do you want me to do?
We have nothing left at the end of our dead end
The moment will come, everything will change places

Just a sign is all it takes, one morning
A morning calm and serene
Something tiny, that's for sure
It's written in our books, in Latin

And you'll see that the girls, oh yes, you'll see
Will have shining eyes this morning
No more hunger, no more fatigue, just feasts
Of honey and vanilla and wine

Torn are our rags of good-for-nothings
The chains on our ankles far, far away
You laugh, but just wait, one morning
I'll have everything that shines in my hands

The steel that mutilates us, satin!
Our useless wounds in the distance
We'll turn our bars into paths
We'll change our cities into gardens

Just a sign is all it takes, one morning
A morning calm and serene
Something tiny, that's for sure
It's written in our books, in Latin

Torn are our rags of good-for-nothings
The chains on our ankles far, far away