Quand Je Marche [English translation]

That time below, open door

a time my ears were closed

by the noise of other songs.

I explored, beneath,

I didn't think the same of death.

I smile; I had been such an ass.

Paris wind caresses me.

I am alive I am happy.

Is it because of love?

I forget the miserable world.

The sickness roaring, the wars;

suddenly I feel myself better

Whenever I walk in my streets

Whenever I walk, I walk even more

then when I didn't hve my songs.

The people take me for a fool.

See me singing alone I don't care.

For an instant I love them.

I have the same urge to make love

to all those girls who run by

My love, do I have a problem?