Il me dit que je suis belle [English translation]

And when time gets weary

Of only being killed

Not one more second goes by

In these monotonous lives

When from sorrow to suspicion

From tears to "never again"s

Then from rancour to defiance,

We learn to resign ourselves.

Then come the dark hours

When everything can finally light up

When our lives become shadows

We can still create our dreams

He tells me that I'm beautiful

And that he's only been waiting for me

He tells me I'm the one

Just made for his arms

He talks like one strokes

With words that don't exist

Of "always" and of tenderness

And I can only hear his voice.

Lies and nonsense

That a child wouldn't believe

But nights are my churches

And in my dreams I believe it

Avoiding glances, putting on a absent-minded air,

The one people have on the boulevards

That air that makes them transparent

Learning to turn eyes away

From loving couples

Avoiding anyone walking in pairs

Couples kissing like there's no tomorrow

Is there a night, a moment

When ones thinks "this is not for me anymore" ?

All the sweets words, the passionate ones,

But in my dreams I get them

He tells me that I'm beautiful

And that he's only been waiting for me

He tells me I'm the one

Just made for his arms

Lies and nonsense

That a child wouldn't believe

But nights are my churches

And in my dreams I believe it

He tells me that I'm beautiful

I see him running towards me

His hands grab me and get me away

It's as beautiful as in the movies

No more betrayal or pain

My scenario doesn't want this

He tells me I'm queen

And poor me, I believe it

Poor me, I believe it