Je suis sourde [English translation]

I am deaf, I'm living in the land of the ears

Tirering

Tired

In the silence in which I am basking

Tender, calming

In the safty of things said again

I'm breathing, they're avoiding me

That's monoton

That words

That words

At my sensitive ears, all these words

Aria "autamnal"

All this palaver

All this palaver like a waterfall

Silence, silence, silence

All that speeches

The speech of the hounding

Silence, silence, silence

All your misses, mmmm, no

All your not misses, mmmm no

Your underpricing, not anymore, no

You're devaluing, oh no

{Refrain:}

Then me, you have to well understand me

If you speak about love with me

And I would like to listen

It's like that

My ears are waking themselves up

If the love screams, if the love screams

From the water lily, from the water lily

From the water lily, then...

I would like to

Stop listening in the morning

Just your words

Your words full of emotion

Your sweet voice

I feel her, she's pushing me

When you're hanging on my ear

In my simple device

Your named words

Your words

Your words

At my sensitive ear

Your words that you call "lovly"

And now all the obligations

All the obligations of the glossary

Silence, silence, silence

The educated

Who hasn't had us already told

Silence, silence, silence

All the palaver, mmm, no!

They're never having averice, mmm, no!

From a nice point of view

It's all a matter of opinion

Then it's the refusal, my ear says NO!

{Ref}

I am deaf, I'm living in the land of the ears

Tirering

Tired

In the silence in which I am basking

Tender

I wait for the moment

The moment without peer

Where I borrow an ear...

One ear...

Step by step

For a long time, I don't know

Where the wind was carrying me

Therefore, why I am not

The one who goes before

It's the most beautiful path

Whom we have teased more than once

Those who is mine has joined the hoof

Which I lay down every morning

Ad libitum of the foam

That Mister is doing whatever he wants

The Lady doesn't know what she's allowed to do

A child that knows how to do it better

Growing up as it believes in it

A train carriage on the rails

Who's watching the cows passing

A perl in a seraglio

Who doesn't want to be lashed anymore

An antiquity of love

Who suddenly trouves himself too old

There have been better times

{Ref}

You're going to see

You're going to see that it won't cost anything

The look, there

There, just a little bit more there

You're going to see, you're going to see

You're well going to see what's not going to go

No, No, that's not cadence

That's not how we're going to dance

For a long time I don't know

Where the wind was carrying me

Therefore, why I am not

The one who goes before

Surly there seem's to be much pressure on us

From the big wind of the ideals

Others have been resting on the train paltform

Then this is the pour sailor

They don't have the wind at there back

That Mister is doing whatever he's capable of

The Lady is surly his right hand

A child on which you'd be jealous

Already not showing nothing

A fakir, dental technician

That deludes and insists

A white elephant

Who, like he can, defenses himself

So he can fight for his territory

That two, he considers his

You have to let him that

{Ref}

For a long time, I don't know

Where the wind was carrying me

Therefore, why I am not

The one who goes before

It's the most beautiful path

Whom we have teased more than once

It's the famous feeling of being beaten

Beaten like the dogs get beaten

But for all it's not step by step

For four paws in the scrub

You will have to make the finding...