Même pas peur [English translation]

In the four corners of the seasons,

I sang to love until I got tired,

to the time that flees when love is good,

to break-up melodies.

I found behind a microphone

a place to heal my wounds

and hum to some addicts,

to some idiots, to some rubbish.

But since it's you and me

the black ones are round again.

I dressed my voice

with some blonde songs.

And since it's you and me

every day is a trip around the world under the sun.

And if time goes by, no fear,

no more sorrows, no pain.

And if time goes by, no fear

for I don't dream of anywhere else.

And if time goes by, no fear,

no more sorrows, no pain.

And if time goes by, no fear

for I don't dream of anywhere else.

Frequently, I've sung like a cheerleader

about stories that go backwards,

about countries where willows weep.

I was waiting for my return ticket.

Under disloyal projectors

that spin around quickly when it all goes wrong,

I had forgotten the colour

of those nights of love under the stars.

But since it's you and me

the black ones are round again.

I dressed my voice

with some blonde songs.

And since it's you and me

every day is a trip around the world under the sun.

And if time goes by, no fear,

no more sorrows, no pain.

And if time goes by, no fear

for I don't dream of anywhere else.

And if time goes by, no fear,

no more sorrows, no pain.

And if time goes by, no fear

for I don't dream of anywhere else.

Of anywhere else.

Of anywhere else.

When you simply kiss my scars,

I don't wait for you to not exist anymore,

for you to not exist.

No fear.

No fear,

for I don't dream of anywhere else.

And time goes by, no fear,

no more sorrows, no pain.

And if time goes by, no fear

for I don't dream of anywhere else.

And time goes by, no fear,

no more sorrows, no pain.

And if time goes by, no fear

for I don't dream of anywhere else.