C'est ton nom [English translation]

It's your name

that cradles my days and my nights.

It's your name

that chases me everywhere.

It's your name

that mingles with my tears.

It's your name

that interprets my happiness.

It's your name

that makes me now forget

all of the names

that have filled my life.

It's your name

that returns and stubbornly hangs on

in the depths

of my lost dreams.

That has all the powers—

that reflects everything—

from the blue of my hopes

to the gray of my regrets—

and, when inevitably we grow old,

that it will be necessary to remember.

My tired eyes will not see

anything but your name.

It's your name,

whether I'm whispering or screaming.

It's your name

that sleeps under my madness.

It's your name

of which I hear the troubling echo

without reason at the end of all words—

that I will always hear

until my last day—

until my last day.