Petite Marie [English translation]

.Little MArie, I'm talking about you

Because with your little voice

Your littles manias, you've landed on my life

.. Thousands roses

Little fury, I'm fighting for you,

Pour que dans dix mille ans de ça

We could be free, undera sky as sweet as

. thousands roses

.I come from heaven, And stars between them

Can' t stop talking about you

About a musician who is playing with his hands

On a piece of wood

..About their love more blue than all the skies around

.Little Marie, I'm waiting for you crazy in love (that the main idea, I don't know the perfect match with 'transi")

.Under a tile of your roof

.The cold night wind remind me the ballade (for song)

That I wrote to you

Little fury, tell you that life

Is a ring on every fingers

On florida sun, my pockets are empty

..And my eyes are cold tearing (don't know if I can put "cold tearing" I wanted to say that with the cold , his eyes were tearing)

.I come from heaven, And stars between them

Can' t stop talking about you

About a musician who is playing with his hands

On a piece of wood

..About their love more blue than all the skies around

In the twilight of your street

..Can you hear me little marie?

I'm just waiting for you to leave

.I come from heaven, And stars between them

Can' t stop talking about you

About a musician who is playing with his hands

On a piece of wood

..About their love more blue than all the skies around