Plaisirs dénudés [English translation]

I know that, just like the others, you won't stay

I know that you, too, will leave

And yet this time

I'm hoping

And that's why I kept a glimmer of hope at the bottom of my heart

In your honour

For it's been a long time now since I started ascending

Towards the high wall of misery

Since I started falling, falling while trying to breathe in the happiness

The happiness I too often left behind

The happiness I burned with my twenty years

Telling myself, like the poor imbecile I am:

"Tomorrow, I will be much happier tomorrow"

And I've giving out namew to the Sun, to the Moon

Hoping that tomorrow, the undressed delights

And the thrilling looks will come back to me

To alleviate the heaviness of the days I must drag around

And I'm dancing, I'm dancing to the same barbarian rhythms

And I'm crying, I'm crying while making sure it's already too late

Too late for eternal happiness

Too late for the great wonderland

While telling myself again and again, just like the poor imbecile I am:

"Tomorrow, I will be much happier tomorrow"