Où va le monde [English translation]

But where is the world going?

Why do I sometimes wonder if the girls and the oh so cruel boys

where are my real friends?

Why do I doubt myself?

what could one have done about all these sacrifices?

Yes, nobody's faithful and yet life remains always so beautiful

what does it matter if Man remains oh so cruel to those he loves

No doubt we'll have to forgive and put our ego aside

why do people lie all the time and fool themselves/each other

just to end up in total misery?

To trust in someone and give them my heart

why does this concept scare me so?

Is this normal?

No, this is not normal

and I

no longer want to be the good pear*

i no longer wish to waste my life with stories

that always end in tears or nightmares

i no longer want to be sad

I have no more esteem for me

I have no more esteem for you

Too bad for this

Too bad for this

I continue on my way

you are already so so far away

so far away behind me

so far away behind me

yes, it was a beautiful story

to finally silence my gaze stunned, without turning back

i leave the way I came, even more disappointed

and the worst in all of this is that I am still a nobody to you

stop, of pity, putting daggers in my back

or my body will end up becoming a filet of scars

that will keep in me only the worst parts of you

from now on I can do this no longer

I want to leave for someplace far away

I cry and i sniff

these are the tears of too much which leave my eyes

and have made me unhappy

but where is the world going?

where is the world going?

but where is the world going??

Why, everytime I really want to do something do things go awry?

why do people lie?

why do people deceive?

do you, too, sometimes ask yourself why life is so complicated

especially when two people love one another and they appear to be

happy together it all seems so easy

so, why is it that everytime things end in tears?

I've had enough of futile stories

I've had enough of all these executioners

and of all these victims

Man contradicts himself all day long

he doesn't know what he wants and thats why we hurt ourselves

is that really normal?

there are questions where I know that i'll never find the answer

there are things about which we can do nothing

no doubt we'll have to find irony in this and move past it

but I

I would no longer be the good pear

I no longer want to waste my life with stories

that always end in dramas or nightmares

i no longer want to be sad