[Intro] [Ticking clock sound effect in 3/4 rhythm: TICK-tock-tock] [Heavy, dark grand piano chords enter] [Whisper: Tank de Cartier... Un, deux, trois...] [Verse 1] The hands keep on counting: un, deux and trois... Look through the midnight, look at what you saw. Geometry shines in a flawless embrace, This Tank on the wrist holds our secret in place. Roman old numbers... white gold in the dark... The heart of Paris is leaving its mark. [Chorus] [Explosive orchestral waltz drop] [Heavy strings and powerful drums on the first beat] Oh, Cartier Tank! Above trends and the years! Through the clock face all the time disappears! A challenge to eras, frozen in line, No room for the drama, no room for decline. A timeless silhouette... out of control! [Verse 2] Warhol would never even wind up his prize, He just wore the style that was bound to arise. Seconds don't matter, it’s all in the sign, We take our royal places right in the line. Evening is melting, the hands of blue steel Will carry us somewhere where dreams become real. [Chorus] Oh, Cartier Tank! Above trends and the years! Through the clock face all the time disappears! A challenge to eras, frozen in line, No room for the drama, no room for decline. A timeless silhouette... out of control! [End]
