| Song | Les Deracines |
| Artist | Rome |
| Album | Nos Chants Perdus |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| This is no complaint - You either retreat to the rear | |
| Where you watch still in fear - Cut off from choice | |
| Or you voice your anger | |
| Outside defenseless behind the fences | |
| Braving the fumes - The noble one resumes the fight | |
| Though still in flight | |
| And you nourish little patches of ground | |
| And put no fences around | |
| To gather things towards you | |
| And if only for me, please, hold your fire | |
| And hide your fires at night | |
| And if only for me, please - Sink your crowns now | |
| And drown your bells inside of me | |
| So gather around - around | |
| Look inside - to be found | |
| So gather around - around | |
| Look inside - to be found | |
| Now keep the rage and lose the rest | |
| Hold on and give it your best shot - And do it now | |
| Your hesitant songs, your fearful songs | |
| Will not put them to the test - anyhow | |
| And if only for me, please, hold your fire | |
| And hide your fires at night | |
| And if only for me, please | |
| Sink your crowns now | |
| And drown your bells inside of me | |
| So gather around - around | |
| Look inside - to be found | |
| So gather around - around | |
| Look inside - to be found | |
| Oh, I never thought I’d see it - But you belong to me | |
| Like the shame to the retreat | |
| Oh, I never thought I’d see it | |
| But you fill yourself indeed | |
| With what you destroy in me | |
| So gather around - around | |
| Look inside - to be found | |
| D'abord - il y avait la colere - Et puis | |
| il y avait notre promesse - De ne pas perdre le feu | |
| De vivre debout - et en movement |
| This is no complaint You either retreat to the rear | |
| Where you watch still in fear Cut off from choice | |
| Or you voice your anger | |
| Outside defenseless behind the fences | |
| Braving the fumes The noble one resumes the fight | |
| Though still in flight | |
| And you nourish little patches of ground | |
| And put no fences around | |
| To gather things towards you | |
| And if only for me, please, hold your fire | |
| And hide your fires at night | |
| And if only for me, please Sink your crowns now | |
| And drown your bells inside of me | |
| So gather around around | |
| Look inside to be found | |
| So gather around around | |
| Look inside to be found | |
| Now keep the rage and lose the rest | |
| Hold on and give it your best shot And do it now | |
| Your hesitant songs, your fearful songs | |
| Will not put them to the test anyhow | |
| And if only for me, please, hold your fire | |
| And hide your fires at night | |
| And if only for me, please | |
| Sink your crowns now | |
| And drown your bells inside of me | |
| So gather around around | |
| Look inside to be found | |
| So gather around around | |
| Look inside to be found | |
| Oh, I never thought I' d see it But you belong to me | |
| Like the shame to the retreat | |
| Oh, I never thought I' d see it | |
| But you fill yourself indeed | |
| With what you destroy in me | |
| So gather around around | |
| Look inside to be found | |
| D' abord il y avait la colere Et puis | |
| il y avait notre promesse De ne pas perdre le feu | |
| De vivre debout et en movement |
| This is no complaint You either retreat to the rear | |
| Where you watch still in fear Cut off from choice | |
| Or you voice your anger | |
| Outside defenseless behind the fences | |
| Braving the fumes The noble one resumes the fight | |
| Though still in flight | |
| And you nourish little patches of ground | |
| And put no fences around | |
| To gather things towards you | |
| And if only for me, please, hold your fire | |
| And hide your fires at night | |
| And if only for me, please Sink your crowns now | |
| And drown your bells inside of me | |
| So gather around around | |
| Look inside to be found | |
| So gather around around | |
| Look inside to be found | |
| Now keep the rage and lose the rest | |
| Hold on and give it your best shot And do it now | |
| Your hesitant songs, your fearful songs | |
| Will not put them to the test anyhow | |
| And if only for me, please, hold your fire | |
| And hide your fires at night | |
| And if only for me, please | |
| Sink your crowns now | |
| And drown your bells inside of me | |
| So gather around around | |
| Look inside to be found | |
| So gather around around | |
| Look inside to be found | |
| Oh, I never thought I' d see it But you belong to me | |
| Like the shame to the retreat | |
| Oh, I never thought I' d see it | |
| But you fill yourself indeed | |
| With what you destroy in me | |
| So gather around around | |
| Look inside to be found | |
| D' abord il y avait la colere Et puis | |
| il y avait notre promesse De ne pas perdre le feu | |
| De vivre debout et en movement |