On the photographs of this old pebble
Three billion ants that are running after us
It's nice, it's funny, but how much will we be
When we turn twenty in the year 2001
We will put down our suitcases, our dinner pails
On a piece of ice floe, on a corner of desert
And we'll wash our teeth with refrains
When we turn twenty in the year 2001
Me I will have white hair, I will be old tomorrow
When you turn 20 in the year 2001
Little man
You just hatched out as a human angel
Very little man
Who reaches out to take his first steps
Little man
Crossing the living room
Is a bit like reaching the horizon
Little man
You must never give up
And we will put down our shovels at mealtime
We will heat our dishes on wood fires
We will make kites to go further
When we turn twenty in the year 2001
I will have many torments, you will know nothing about it
When you turn 20 in the year 2001
Little man
You want to do everything the way you want
Living life to the fullest
Wasting your life without knowing where you're going
Little man
Leaving without knowing anything
It's a bit like walking in the dark night
Little man
And to think that I did like you
We will make igloos, we will eat seals
And we will hammer nails in the middle of the rocks
We will no longer have gloves, we will use our fists
When we are twenty in the year 2001
On the photographs of this old pebble
Three billion ants which running after us
It's nice, it's funny, but how much will we be
When we turn twenty in the year 2001
We will put down our suitcases, our dinner pails
On a piece of ice floe, on a corner of desert
And we'll wash our teeth with refrains
Негізгі бет Pierre Bachelet - En L’An 2001 (In The Year 2001) (1985)
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