Lyrics of Que des yeux vides et séchés - Celeste

Que des yeux vides et séchés (original)

Vous calculez le cours du temps l’an prs,
En ravageant votre condition moindre frais,
Pensez vous vivre une vie de conscient,
Dcids compter les secondes pour de bon.
Il faut brler cette compilation de dbris qui amoncellent,
Tous ces lambeaux dverni.
Balayez les porches de vos maisons,
Sciez les barreaux de vos prisons.
C’est du gchis,
On se parle peine,
On se taille les veines,
C’est un cercle maudit,
Un monceau de haine auquel on s’enchaine.
Priv d’une propre histoire,
La bouche ouverte,
On regarde les trains passer,
Menotts au comptoir,
On compte en choeur les mouches crases.
Pas le moindre clair,
Que des yeux vides et schs,
Il faudrait faire la poussire et vider le grenier.
Le pouvoir de se laisser aller
Tant au moins se consoler mais mme sans avoir rien perdre,
On ne peut qu’admirer car sans mme tre pauvres,
Ou lamins,
Vous attirez des regards de piti.
Derniers l o en soit,
Vous devriez tirer les premiers,
Juste l,
On a le droit de rver.

(translation)

You calculate the course of time to the nearest year,
By ravaging your condition less expensively,
Do you think you live a conscious life,
Decided to count the seconds for good.
This compilation of piling up debris must be burned,
All these shreds unvarnished.
Sweep the porches of your houses,
Saw off the bars of your prisons.
It's garbage,
We barely speak to each other,
We cut our veins,
It's a cursed circle,
A heap of hate that we chain ourselves to.
Deprived of its own history,
The open mouth,
We watch the trains go by,
Handcuffed to the counter,
The squashed flies are counted in chorus.
Not the slightest clear,
Only empty and dry eyes,
The attic would have to be dusted and emptied.
The power to let go
At least to console themselves but even without having lost anything,
One can only admire because without even being poor,
Or rolls,
You attract pitying glances.
Last where ever,
You should shoot first,
Just there,
We have the right to dream.