L'Âge D'Or

I learned to wait
But I'm not sure anymore
Now that I'm fine
So little interests me

Against my own will
I'm stubborn, sincere
And I insist on having my own will

If luck was once foreign to my support
There was no harmony between action and thought

What's your name? What's your sign?
Your body is delicious, your face is beautiful
What's your arcana? Your precious stone?
I find it touching that you believe in that

I've tried many things
From heroin to Jesus
Everything I've done was out of vanity

Jesus was betrayed with a kiss
David had a great friend

I don't know anymore
If it's just a matter of luck

I saw a snake entering the garden
Maybe it's real this time
My ankle itches because of a mosquito
My hair is wet, I feel clean

There's no beauty in misery
And there's no turning back around here
Let's try another path

We're in danger, but I still don't understand
It all makes sense

And I don't know anymore
If it's just a matter of luck

I don't know anymore
I don't know anymore
I don't know anymore

Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Here come the young marble giants
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Holding hooks in the palm of their hands
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Isn't every mystery beautiful?
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
The greatest secret is that there's no mystery at all