À celle qui dure [English translation]

I often walk

My heart on a leash

Otherwise it's while running

That my heart leaves me

So I play pretend, skilled,

To be a dressed up beauty

Like your prince

I smile at fatality

That's where I think about

The one that lasts

When I seize the leaping beauty, overwrought

When I wipe off the drops from her forehead, I boil

I tell myself it might be her

My wife, my damsel

My heart races, like the trusty

Motor of my diesel

So I think about

The one that lasts

The one who, half naked,

In less than two minutes

Already shows her ass

He calls her a... Hush!

So I think of

The one that lasts

About the one that...