L'appétit Du Bonheur [English translation]

Words and sentences

That only make the soul grow

Don't feel like writing anymore

A love song with aspartame

Light feelings, sweeteners

Never been that much of a fan

Of 0% emotions

Of a life wrapped in cellophane

Tails of joy

Crusts of sorrow

We have them anyway

Spice the taste, the savor

No artificial love

Find an appetite for happiness again

No diet without her

No more embrace

No more diet fervor

No more diet kissing

No intention of sleeking silhouettes

No angling

I bit off much more than I can chew

Tenderness held high

Put enthusiasm in the center

Of the heart of the spinachs

The cores of ecstasy and crumbs

Are never thrown away

Spice the taste, the savor

No artificial love

Find an appetite for happiness again

No diet without her

Make august memories sweat at low heat

Leave misunderstandings aside

Serve the fobidden fruit as a salad

If it turns sour and it ferments

Mingle your lips with mint diabolo *(drink : lemonade with syrup)*

Spice the taste, the savor

No artificial love

Find an appetite for happiness again

No diet without her