[Verse 1: Woodkid] In the glorious days till we lost our way Hey, do you recall when the war was just a game Now the wind ventures to other plains Hey, when will I see you again if I go? This train whistles and blows all sounds away Hey, how could we be close again? Now the night is bathing in disgrace Hey, do you still braid some flowers in your hair? Comes the sound of boots and metal chains Hey, will the perfume of the daisies remain? A circus of horses is dancing in the bay Hey, now the fire is in the way The past is s**ed by quick-sands I'm afraid Hey, do you recall when the war was just a game?