Por Cima [English translation]

As I look at the mirror

I put my red lipstick

For another kiss of yours

I'm rising from the ashes

I want some breeze

A bit of peace

A black dress

A lit incense

A dinner by candlelight

It reinforces my perfume

My smell is like Jasmim

A wineglass

A warm house

And my open arms

to pleasure you

You've put up a wall between us two

A wall between us two

I jump behind you

Jump over it, over, over it

As I look at the mirror

I put my red lipstick

For another kiss of yours

[Ongoing French verse]*

With your behaviour

Your mood changes

When I don't do what you want

Do you still see me as your woman?

I wasn't the best of friends in the past

I'm rebuilding myself

I'm redeeming myself

It's heart-to-heart

You've put up a wall between us two

A wall between us two...

You've put up a wall between us two

A wall between us two

I jump behind you

Jump over it, over, over it