Je ne suis pas ta chose [English translation]

A ball burst on the route

The train that we just missed

I am the branch which reaches out

The rain on the broken window

There where leads me your game

'Am not your thing

I'm not your thing

I'm not your thing

The girl that you put

Your hand on

I would have loved to be your muse

Your idol or you sweet one

But I would be the closed door, the ring which one forgets to wear

The photo which one tears away

There where leads us your game

I'm not your thing

I'm not your thing

No no no no

I'm not your thing

The girl that you put

Your hand on

I would have preferred your mouth

to my body blued by your fists

I'm not your thing

I'm not your thing

I'm not your thing

No no no no

I'm not your thing

The girl that you put

your hand on

I'm not your thing

I'm not your thing

No no

The girl that you put

Your hand on

I'm not your thing