Paroles : Keren Ann Zeidel - Musique : Keren Ann Zeidel, Benjamin Biolay

Close your eyes and roll a dice, under the board, there's a compromise.
If, after all, we only live twice, which life's the run road to paradise ?

Don't say a word, here comes the break of the day
And wide clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end of May

Close your eyes and make a bet, face to the glare of the sunset.
This is about as far as we get, you haven't seen me disguised yet.

Don't say a word, here comes the break of the day
And wide clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end of May

Close your eyes and make a wish, under the stone, there's a stonefish.
Hold your breath then, roll the dice.
It might lead the run road to paradise.

Don't say a word, here comes the break of the day
And wide clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end...
Don't say a word, here comes the break of the day
And wide clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end of May.