Toujours [English translation]

I will always be that kid from the roads,

The rabbits' best friend,

This little girl from the weeds

Who falls down and then giggles

I will always be that kid from the ferns,

The youngster playing in the earth,

The little girl with the butterflies

Getting stung on the hedgehogs' spikes

I will always be the grasshoppers' girl,

The ladybugs' good friend,

The birdsong little girl

Hiding among the reeds

I will always the kid that ran

Into the forest through the fields,

In the sunflower rows

Who falls down and then giggles

Among a busy crowd,

Crushes and crossroads,

From my apartment's window,

And towers on the horizon

During the subway rush hours,

Jolts and points,

In a rear-view mirror's glass,

Among the traffic jams,

In the seriousness of opinions

Of arguments and strategies,

From timetables to reunions

If that's what it's about,

Backs to pack again, my stuff,

Of my recorded luggage

Between the jet lag

Of my departures, my arrivals

I will always be that kid from the roads,

The rabbits' best friend,

This little girl from the weeds

Who falls down and then giggles

I will always be that kid from the ferns,

The youngster playing in the earth,

The little girl with the butterflies

Getting stung on the hedgehogs' spikes

I will always be the grasshoppers' girl,

The ladybugs' good friend,

The birdsong little girl

Hiding among the reeds

I will always the kid that ran

Into the forest through the fields,

In the sunflower rows

Who falls down and then giggles

On the sidewalks of another world,

At the feet of the same business-driven parts of town,

Hallways stretches getting blurred into one,

In memory of my lightning-fast visits

Of my too classy hotel rooms,

From the taxis to the train stations,

Long peripheral tunnels,

Avenues and boulevards

On the edge of vertigo and skyscrapers,

Appointments, chatting

In the great cities, without what's essential

When concrete cages you in

From my days spent way off the mark,

Like a stranger without landmarks

Taking refuge in the parks

To pretend I'm getting some fresh air

I will always be that kid from the roads,

The rabbits' best friend,

This little girl from the weeds

Who falls down and then giggles

I will always be that kid from the ferns,

The youngster playing in the earth,

The little girl with the butterflies

Getting stung on the hedgehogs' spikes

I will always be the grasshoppers' girl,

The ladybugs' good friend,

The birdsong little girl

Hiding among the reeds

I will always the kid that ran

Into the forest through the fields,

In the sunflower rows

Who falls down and then giggles

I will always be that kid from the roads,

The rabbits' best friend,

This little girl from the weeds

Who falls down and then giggles