Facing

That day,
On January 7, you murdered them.
Charb, Wolinski, Cabu, Fignous, without one ounce of humanity
Other victims on your way, all dead the pencil in hand,
Abattus for drawing, just expressing their ideas: Freedom to think...
And then two days later,
It's armed to the teeth, that he entered the store,
Executeing innocent people in the name of spadassin fanaticism,
And the terrorized hostages, for hours, tetanized
Those bodies out of hell, their souls, they stayed there...

Refrain:
Let us all rise up against these crimes
Dealing with terrorism
Listen to the victims
All these broke lives, broken destinies,
Let's fight against forgetting,
Let's help them rebuild life...

That night,
We were face to face
In the face of wild wolves,
Born of networks, organized to create terror,
In a few seconds, everything turned, from our laughter to fear,
Waiting to die, surviving with anguish, holding, counting the hours...
That night,
In Bataclan, on 13 November they fired,
Shots shot well, and the killing started,
These horsemen of Revelation, full of hatred, terrorists,
Why did these young men brought up among us... go mad?

Since then,
Every day and night
We, the survivors,
Only survivors of all these crimes
With death haunting us,
A gaping hole in our lives
To defend oneself, not to be hurt
Mind amnesia, but can we have a normal life?

After that...
The shame that follows us, to be there, to smile at life
While they died in seconds,
The smell of the blood that teares you,
We have to conjure up the fate, for them, to learn to live again,
Hold hands, face these murderers,
To show them... that they didn't win...