Je cherche [English translation]

I remember and it's not difficult

The laundry that dried on a line under the sun

And my mother's face in the country air

Knees skinned

In our forbidden children's games

Our shoes without spikes

Marked out the terrain

And our hearts damaged by honor

Lost 2 to 1

Paris Trocadero

Algiers the White and your eyes

In mine

A glance, a noise, a smell

I'm feeling good

A little from here, a little from there

It's coming back to me

And I'm searching

I'm searching*

I'm searching for my path

My fate*, my destiny

On the benches at school

I learned the present

To conjugate the passing time**

And yet,

With my head elsewhere I dreamed of something different

In the frantic race

To the court of feeling

For an I love you in the air

That very often hurts

Our emotions came to life slowly

Slowly

I search for hours

And hours

The why of how

In the tunes and haunting tunes

And the parading passions

The torments

The torments

And I'm searching...