Le temps ne fait rien à l'affaire

When they're all brand new
Fresh out of the egg
From the cocoon
All the young punks
Think the old guys
Are just fools
When they’ve turned into
Gray-haired heads
Old-timers
All the old geezers
Think the young kids
Are just fools
Me, stuck between two ages
I send them all a message

Time doesn't change a thing
When you're a fool, you're a fool
Whether you're twenty or a granddad
When you're a fool, you're a fool
No more debates among you
Old fools or rookie fools
Little fools from the latest storm
Old fools from the snows of yesteryear

You, the newborn fools
The innocent fools
The young fools
Who don’t deny it
Think the dads
Are just fools
You, the aging fools
The worn-out fools
The old fools
Who, admit it
Think the little ones
Are just fools
Ponder the unbiased message
From a guy stuck between two ages