[Intro]
Olalala, olalalala
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Wicked in time, violent, wicked end, president, all of a time
Tickets, pan, purple, vol-au-vent, flying over delivery
White vest with blood spots, hidden in teenager's locker
Cardigan, Louis Vuitton for two francs, manufacturing amount
Isolated prisoner awakened through ragpicker
Underpaid, rotten, bribed, suicidal employee
Floor lamp without light flash SDF and shoulder strap
Antipode of the death of glamorous, visionary handicaps
Crazy tattoos, thought boondoggles all summer long
Stripped for wheat, trembling under the effect of Cocaine
Foreign policeman disturbed for what he is, dark skin
Mystified Odyssey, Repaired Colosseum, Offended (Dems)
Who are they when they've never really been?

[Chorus]
No one has ever dreamed of being born
Lost in the cradle, I have not stopped being born
I ran into my brain to the bottom of my being
I found far from my vessels everything that made my being
(yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
No one has ever dreamed of being born
Lost in the cradle, I have not stopped being born
I ran into my brain to the bottom of my being
I found far from my vessels everything that made my being
(yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
[Verse 2]
From geriatrics to maternity, congratulations to RIPs
We do everything in advance because there is no replay
Everything can stop
The two parallel bars are squares in reality
Still not fucked because still panicked
Life, death, lies and truth
An infinity of ends where an end have an infinity
Disguised as a human being for a semblance of humanity
Sensual are the generosity to hypnotize people
While immigrant beggars begin to buddy up with clans
Start contributing to camps where people are crowded
I think the smartest thing to do is admit that we're jerks
Would be to confess that we are white, black or whatever the tone
See what time leaves us, believe in ourselves but without the "in"
Because who are we really when we're not really?


[Chorus]
No one has ever dreamed of being born
Lost in the cradle, I have not stopped being born
I ran into my brain to the bottom of my being
I found far from my vessels everything that made my being
(yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
No one has ever dreamed of being born
Lost in the cradle, I have not stopped being born
I ran into my brain to the bottom of my being
I found far from my vessels everything that made my being
(yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)