Belle à en crever [English translation]

I would like, for once, to caress your pale skin

To let it slide between my fingers, from the nape of your neck to your hips.

I couldn't leave my bed, this morning.

I felt like I had your body ontop of mine.

I'm here, tired of touching you.

You give me a lot but it's not enough.

I will grow flowers in my hair.

I will blind you with my beauty.

I will put on my lips, the fragrance of a kiss

From a tiny hummingbird so that you'll try to catch it.

In the light, I'm allowed to try anything

So that this song never ends.

I'm here, tired of touching you.

You give me a lot but it's not enough.

I will grow flowers in my hair.

I will blind you with my beauty.

I'm here, tired of touching you.

You give me a lot but it's not enough.

I will grow flowers in my hair.

I will blind you with my beauty.

Without coming to blows, without coming to a certain future

Come down on my hips, work on my chest, snuggle up like a cat.

I'm here, tired of touching you.

You give me a lot but it's not enough.

I will grow flowers in my hair.

I will blind you with my beauty.

I'm here, tired of touching you, here, tired of touching you, oh oh oh.