La jeune fille aux cheveux blancs [English translation]

I am of an age where one sleeps here and there

The only beds I dream of are train station chairs

I’ve buried all my clothes in a small rented trunk

I’ve killed off ma and pa

Oh how I want to set upon the lonely windy road

A girl of snow-white hair grown so old

He I loved, he doesn’t know me anymore

Far away he lives, just too far to adore

Upon love’s ashes high where the volcano roars

He’ll make his way home tomorrow

Oh how I want to set upon the lonely windy road

A girl of snow-white hair grown so old

Oh how I want to set upon the lonely windy road

A girl of snow-white hair grown so old

A girl of snow-white hair grown so old

A girl of snow-white hair grown so old

A girl of snow-white hair grown so old