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Ecchymoses [English translation]
Ecchymoses [English translation]
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Ecchymoses [English translation]

Hey you,

what's that pretty mouth I see?

Oh dear !

No way we should touch,

no even brush each other.

Let's share an awkward moment1

Hey you,

what's with that devious stare?

Oh dear !

I can hear my heart purring2

I'm not afraid,

I stay on the sidelines3

Everybody looks for it,

too few find it,

but what we really seek

really seek

it's the infatuation

of a flashed smile,

the touch of a hand,

even if it could

end up in bruises4

You and me,

no way we should stay together,

settle down,

see la vie en rose5,

be madly in love,

meet at coffee breaks.

Hey you,

What's with that weird cold,

these shivers,

these big black butterflies,

the kind that fly around6

This big, this big mess.

Everybody looks for it,

too few find it,

but what we really seek

really seek

it's the infatuation

of a flashed smile,

the touch of a hand,

even if it could

end up in bruises (x2)

A flashed smile,

the touch of a hand,

even if it could

end up in bruises.

Hey you,

what's that pretty mouth I see?

Oh dear !

No way we should touch,

no even brush each other.

Let's share an awkward moment

1. lit. "let's listen to the flies flying". That's used to describe an awkward silence. I can't think of an equivalent idiom in English, but any suggestion is welcome2. lit. "my heart turning". That is really unusual, it might mean a few different things like "changing its mind", "racing" or "working (like a car engine)". Based on the context I assumed that was the car engine, on idle :)3. that does not make a lot of sense in French either. You can hardly decide to be sidelined. Anyway...4. "even if tomorrow possible bruises". That does not sound too bad in French, but I bet it would in English5. I suppose I don't need to translate that6. I don't understand this line at all. literaly it means "those who/which go" (about the butterflies, probably). The butterflies are the kind you feel in your stomach for sure, but where they go is a sweet mystery to me. I just made up something instead.

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