Toucher le Soleil [English translation]

I walk with the lost people solitude is at my arm,

I really don't care about the names of the streets where I go you're not there (not)

Farewell, my dream, I like you, but dreamers don't have choice

If hope grieves, love is a Station of the Cross.

(Ha ha ha)

I would have liked to touch the sun right in the sky,

The peak of the Himalaya

I would have liked to touch the sun, to be beautiful,

But I've burn my fingers,

My love has burnt its fingers,

My love has burnt its fingers,

My love has burnt its fingers,

My love has burnt its fingers,

The sun rises and I fall asleep in a coat of disarray,

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger and I haven't seen my life that way (ha ha ha)

Farewell, my angel, cover yourself present is a cold country.

I still believe in tomorrow, but where I go you're not there, ha ha ha!

I would have liked to touch the sun right in the sky,

The peak of the Himalaya

I would have liked to touch the sun, to be beautiful,

But I've burn my fingers,

My love has burnt its fingers,

My love has burnt its fingers,

My love has burnt its fingers,

My love has burnt its fingers,

I've spent many moons making the first step

I would have liked to touch the sun right in the sky,

The peak of the Himalaya

I would have liked to touch the sun, to be beautiful,

But I've burn my fingers,

My love has burnt its fingers,

My love has burnt its fingers,

My love has burnt its fingers,

My love has burnt its fingers,