Toutes Les Machines Ont Un Cœur

All machines have a heart, you hear?
All machines have a heart, inside
Beating, beating, beating
Like we fight, mom
Like we fight still

We didn't plan for this
To have Messenger fingers
Computer thumbs
We spend hours on machines
On machines, we draw a heart
Beating, beating, beating
We type our lives inside
So many likes and deceptions, flames
Selfies, fears, colorful smileys

All machines have a heart, you hear?

All machines have a heart, inside
Beating, beating, beating
Like we fight, mom
Like we don't really know

How to get out of this
The world, the mess it's in
Who did this to it?
It's not us, not me, you hear?
The constant noise of machines
Beating, beating, beating
Beaten for the moment
I'm barely able
To see the world on a large scale
As long as the world is portable

All machines have a heart, you hear?
All machines have a heart, inside
Beating, beating, beating
Like we fight, mom
Like we fight still

You say: What's the point, don't you have anything better to do?
Do you know how much time you waste?
All machines have a heart, though
A better world hidden inside
Beating, beating, beating
I have a thousand ideas
Right at my fingertips
Sparks and islands
Wings that I spread

Mom, mom it's me
It's me, it's me, the engine, you hear?
In all machines, my heart is inside
Beating, beating, beating
Like I fight, mom
If the world is my mobile
My heart for the moment
Is like the world, mom

And the world is fragile
And the world is fragile
And my heart is fragile
And the world is fragile
And the world is fragile

All machines have a heart, you hear?
All machines have a heart, inside
And my heart is fragile