Le Rêve des filles [English translation]

It is late at night,

my heart full of fog,

I am standing still in the dark,

dreaming,

like all girls

my age

about being free.

And from shore to shore,

wherever I want,

whenever I wish,

about dancing until I get dizzy from it.

But tonight,

if can't fall asleep,

it is because I also dream

that a day of spleen and thunderstorm,

I be brought a letter of

sweet sweet sweet words

that gets me forever.

Love pleases me.

Tell me, oh mirror

Must one live through everything

to be happy ?

Or shall I believe

that true happiness is just about being two ?

Without a battle I run away,

Without his body I am bored.

My heart is twisted by them

My girl's dreams.

I will go alone

Running after the Highlands' wind.

But, should he come

I will follow him without a wait.

And if I die,

It will be wearing my red dress

To please him

I could give him

Everything, everything, everything.

Even suffering I will do.

But my freedom pleases me.

One after another

My heart goes away

In that running train.

And all the sudden run

run run

tears, and I know

at the bottom of my heart

the desire of shallowness,

of running away.

To be happy,

The most beautiful story

Is love and its lovers

Even if "always"

Scares me.

It grows inside my heart

This little shaking flame

Girls' dream.