Lyrics: She puts old bread on her balcony To attract sparrows, pigeons She lives her life vicariously In front of her television Waking up without an alarm, with the sun Silently, without anxiety, the day goes by Ironing, dusting, always something to do A solitary meal as a reference point The house so tidy, it's suspicious Like all those places where nobody lives The beings have given up, lost the fight The things have won, it's their territory Time breaks them, but it doesn't change them The living beings fade, but not the shadows Everything goes on, everything works, without aim, without reason From winter to autumn, no fever, no cold She puts old bread on her balcony To attract sparrows, pigeons She lives her life vicariously In front of her television She learns from tabloids The lives of others, all laid out But ultimately, from worse to mundane She will eventually find it normal She puts old bread on her balcony To attract sparrows, pigeons Creams and baths that soften the skin But it's been a while since anyone touches her Months, years without anyone to love And day after day, the forgetting of love Her dreams and desires so sensible, so possible Without screaming, without delirium, without the unacceptable On ten or twenty pages of banal photos A predictable summary of years without light She puts old bread on her balcony To attract sparrows, pigeons She lives her life vicariously In front of her television She learns from tabloids The lives of others, all laid out But ultimately, from worse to mundane She will eventually find it normal She puts old bread on her balcony To attract sparrows, pigeons She learns from tabloids The lives of others, all laid out But ultimately, from worse to mundane She will eventually find it normal She puts old bread on her balcony To attract sparrows, pigeons. This song by Jean-Jacques Goldman depicts the story of a person who lives a mundane and unfulfilling life. The protagonist goes through their daily routine without much excitement or purpose. They find solace in their television and engage in a passive existence, living vicariously through the lives of others as portrayed in tabloid magazines. The act of putting old bread on their balcony to attract birds serves as a metaphor for their attempt to find some form of connection or meaning in their otherwise isolated and monotonous life. Ultimately, the song suggests that the protagonist has resigned themselves to this way of living and has come to accept it as normal.
