Mon Cadeau. [English translation]

New-York city in the picture

A white flag above the flags

The sense of humor

Some notes of a piano, always

It's my prayer for the times to come

It's my pagan prayer

May God protect me always my parents my friends

And please give me if possible

The desire to live harder again

In the cities' dullness

Let us both agree

I don't want any great thing

Not money not a bouquet of roses

I just want to keep to myself

New-York city in the picture

A white flag above the flags

The sense of humor

Some notes of a piano

The Italian sky up there

A bit of perfume above my skin

And a lot of love

That's my present

I'm scared of the world and the times to come

I'm scared to say I love you

May God protect my heart from falling in love so easy

And please give me if possible

The force of always being myself

In the fragile instants

When I wouldn't know

I don't want any great thing

Not money not a bouquet of roses

I just want to keep to myself

New-York city in the picture

A white flag above the flags

The sense of humor

Some notes of a piano

The Italian sky up there

A bit of perfume above my skin

And a lot of love

Of which I give you a present

Of which I give you a present, present

New-York city in the picture

A white flag above the flags

The sense of humor

Some notes of a piano

The Italian sky up there

A bit of perfume above my skin

And a lot of love

Of which I give you a present, present