Derrière Le Brouillard Lyrics in English Grand Corps Malade , Louane

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Derrière Le Brouillard by Grand Corps Malade from French to English.

And in the dark

Behind the fog

I hear that piano sing

Singing hope

The urge to believe

That we can reinvent everything

So I add my voice

One more time

To hold on in the storm

I add my voice

One more time

To find the courage

There's no recipe to endure trials

To go back up the rivers when tragedies rain down

There's no recipe

To absorb the dramas

To row across the seas when horror turns on the charm

There's no recipe

When you didn't have one either

Nobody warned you

You fought as best you could

There's no recipe

When hell shakes your hand

Giving up's human, the future's far away

But you started to sing

Not even by choice

Like at every fall, every time, it forced itself on you

To sing, like a startled child

Like a survival instinct

Like a moment of fury

To sing to accept, express, resist, move forward, progress, exist

To sing like resilience, a deliverance

To sing like a given

And in the dark, behind the fog

I hear that piano sing

Singing hope

The urge to believe

That we can reinvent everything

So I add my voice

One more time

To hold on in the storm

I add my voice

One more time

To find the courage

At what point

Do you get it's your thing?

That music comes back to pick you up after every fall

At what point do you know it's your compass?

When life punishes you, music consoles you

At what point did that piano sing?

Its chords haunted you, pampered your health

At what point is it your breath?

And at what point do we make it a song?

If I feel like a child

I've already had several lives

I can look ahead

Singing what they took from me

I too have known a kind of fog

And I heard that piano in the distance

And I too, without really planning it

My voice naturally joined it

We don't have the same story at all

But in the end a few common points

Like a whiff of oratorical force, I write, you sing

The fog's far away now

And in the dark, behind the fog

I hear that piano sing

Singing hope

The urge to believe

That we can reinvent everything

So I add my voice

One more time

To hold on in the storm

I add my voice

One more time

To find the courage

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Derrière Le Brouillard is a moving duet where Grand Corps Malade’s spoken-word poetry intertwines with Louane’s luminous vocals to paint one clear message: when life is darkest, music can be your lighthouse. The “fog” represents personal hardship, the moments when tragedies pour and there is “no recipe” to keep going. Yet, in that obscurity, a distant piano begins to sing, carrying hope, tempting the listener to believe that everything can be reinvented.

Both artists share how they have instinctively grabbed onto song for survival—like breathing, like a child’s reflex. By joining their voices they transform pain into courage, proving that creativity is not just a pastime but a lifeline. The track invites you to do the same: let melody guide you through the storm, turn vulnerability into strength, and emerge on the other side of the fog ready to rewrite your story.

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Grand Corps Malade Derrière Le Brouillard Lyrics