Et tous ces regards [English translation]

The sky is low above the roofs

It rains on the city as it cries in my heart

Are you happy Nina, Paula, Georgia?

Write me from time to time

When I look ahead of me

I see the white wall, the white wall, the white wall

And all these looks that follow me

And all these looks that haunt me

I have neither won nor lost

I’ve seen countries, thunderstorms, dogs, tears on your face

I have neither won, nor lost

I sing

That voice, that voice coming out of my body does not recall anything

I hear it as I fall asleep

Mom, when you left, when I left

Who was the first to kill the other?

One has to become blind in order not to see the time past

In order not to see time hurt, hurt, my dead heart that bleeds

What blood

And all these looks that follow me

And all these looks that haunt me

The first cry, the second cry, the third cry and silence

Bid youth farewell, bid love farewell

Pass the race and break the roots

Tonight, yes, I ask life to start again

Life to choose, life

To live straight and proud and foolish

I ask for a look to follow me

I have neither won, nor lost

I look at the sea

I caress a dog that is beautiful

I caress a man who is beautiful

I caress a world that is beautiful

I caress my skin

My house is mine, my money is mine

My dog is mine, my mother is mine

And me, well, I too am mine

Come the day, sound the hour, I'm no longer afraid

And all these looks that follow me

And all these looks that haunt me

If one day happiness knocks on my door

I would show it my picture book

I would clap my hands

To shoo the birds and the cats

If happiness were wise I would be nude

I would have neither won, nor lost

I would have simply had one more look

I should now tidy things up

To leave without slamming the door

A photo, a key

And the swing

That goes and comes, and comes and goes, and goes and comes

And goes…