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(Michel Berger)
There's a bitter taste in us, like a taste of dust in everything
And the anger that follows us everywhere
There are silences that say a lot, more that all the words we confess
And all these questions that don't hold water
Obviously, obviously
We still dance to the chords that we loved so much
Obviously, obviously
We still laugh at stupid things like children
But not like before
And these battles that we don't care about, it's like fatigue, a disgust
What's the point to run everywhere
We keep this wound inside us like a splash of mud
Which changes nothing, which changes everything
Obviously, obviously
We still dance to the chords we loved so much
Obviously, obviously
We still laugh at stupid things like children
But not like before, not like before.