La Cigarette [English translation]

Give me a cigarette

I'll keep it close to me

Maybe I'll smoke it

Faster than you would believe

I'll keep this cigarette

To occupy my ten fingers

Maybe I'll smoke it

When I miss you so much it hurts

Don't make that face

It's you that's leaving me here

You who wants us to stop

You who tonight is turning your back on us

I'd prefer, it's dumb

To wait for weeks, for months

And to light it to celebrate the defeat

That one day another will inflict on you

We could then perhaps

On our two hearts of cold granite

Strike a match

And to share it like before

When our bodies were happy

They had no fear of combat

Give me this cigarette

Like a last gift from you

Don't make that face

It's you that's leaving me here

You who wants us to stop

You who tonight is turning your back on us