Il est temps qu'on m'aime [English translation]

Every day the song of the alarm clock

Every day its siren calls me

Every day I punch through the city

with the sunbeam

Like an ant in the crowd

my head spins but I drive

Every day I go through my life

like a man getting drunk

With an aimless1 heart

they tell me it's time to win

trophies, lovers.

It's time to go on without thinking

The tell me it's time to look for

or find myself, to stop dreaming, to get back into line,

to forget.

....

It's high time someone loves me

...

It's high time someone loves me

Every evening I endure your stares

I get back home later with every day

and I drive through my insomnias

in the headlights

Every night I feel in my flesh

the blade of time operating.

Every evening I go through my nights

like a lonsome sailor

The adventure that entices me2

They tell me it's time to let go

of my crazy moves, my expectations,

and my latent desires get spoiled3.

Me, I know it's time to look for and find myself

to stop remaining in line and living in hiding.

...

It's high time someone loves me

...

It's high time someone loves me

Life speeds past

In story or in ? it's time for us to love each other

Nothing is easy

but our heart is at peace as long as we love each other

And even if people say it's useless, and as long as,

and as long as we love each other

...

It's high time someone loves me

...

It's high time someone loves me

...

It's high time someone loves me

...

It's high time someone loves me

1. well literally "a dilettante heart", whatever that might mean2. the sentence is unfinished3. I wonder what a shrink would make of that sentence (or of these lyrics as a whole)...