Petite Émilie [English translation]

Little Emilie, 6-and-a-half-years-old

The only daughter in a rebuilt family

To her mother she is her whole life

And a stepfather, who loves her like his own

So nice, so beautiful, captivating eyes

She's the apple of her mother's eye

She couldn't live without her

They were more than joined at the hip

Little Emilie 8 years past

Nothing is different, except she's moved homes

Left the isolated countyside

And now lives in a city, because her mummy has mutated

New school, new friends

It didn't take long for her to adapt to this life

At the end of her 8 years, you could say she's happy

Because everythings fine for little Emilie

Little Emilie, 10 years it's been

She's become a satisfied girl

You could say she likes school

A good student for Mum, and proud of it

A little copper, pretty pink cheeks

She ignores the critics of jealous kids

The teachers caller her 'info-eater'

But these are only kids after all

Little Emilie now 12

Adolescent withdrawn from Mum's chagrin

The smiling face is gone

She's become a surly girl now

In middle school, everything has changed

A lot of students only make fun of her

Above all she feels rejected

Sometimes beaten and sometimes bruised

She asks herself how to face them

She's become the scapegoat of the class

In social circles they call her 'The gross girl'

Pictures of her protruding stomach circulate

Not knowing what to do

Nor how to react to this hell

Because of shame and not wanting to worry her mother

Lillt Emilie decides to stay silent

But one December evening

Little Emilie comes home stripped

Her classmates, all together

Locked her in the locker-room to wash her

It's too much to bear

So much that she can't handle it anymore

So she spreads her wings

And flies towards peace