Les lignes de ma main [English translation]

Never trust the stars

Telling you that everything will be fine

Life isn't a straight road, far from it

It's written in the lines of my palms

If happiness chose your soul

To make its nest

Close your eyes, let it guide you

Never think about running away

Too often I've challenged happiness

Hoping to feel a little better somewhere else

I tastes the delights of exile

And ended up as an asylum-seeker

Even though sadness has crossed my path

Because we all must, at any cost,

Taste the heaviness of our sorrowful hearts

Give out a toast to bleak love affairs

Never again will I trust the stars

Saying that everything will be fine

Life isn't a straight eoad, far from it

It's written in the lines of my palms