Comme la pluie [English translation]

As the rain sometimes misses us

A thunderstorm would have more look

To shout these things

Cast it these words in the face

As the rain sometimes misses us

As the sun kills us

As his beams seem to us cold

When we don’t love each other any more

As the strengths sometimes miss us

A fight would have more mouth

Beat up your face

That finally more nobody don’t want it

As the strengths sometimes miss us

As our arms betray us

When the love between our fingers

As the sand slides

As tears sometimes miss us

A melodrama would have more class

Some tears, we are well worth that

But it is too much to ask regrettably

As tears sometimes miss us

As night sometimes misses us

The black would be more for my taste

These stars as so many crosses

A whole sky in mourning of us

As the night sometimes misses us

As it delays coming

When it falls, do you tremble with that?

All these coming nights...