Trop sensible [English translation]

(refrain)

You're tender it is true

And they see not who

So tender I tell

That could have killed me as well

You worry, you panic, you're under attack,

When you take yourself temperance,

no immediate power to explain that;

it is too strong; it would be frightening,

in your world, alone,

you sing to the stars and claim earth

you feel our mother who scolds, end on

you're forced, oh, your self control's disabled!

you sense suffering like a bomb,

the tick talks softly

ballast the dip-shits who push us to the jump

and domineering, mock our folly,

I would like to say that this sweet world

would end as it is to warm up

oh, I am full of fear that's merely curled

flux and fibre, yet worry not,

you will know you are a girl.

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With your little angel mouth

you blacken our blushing masks

all the folk who believe that you are nowt

oi you! you travel in the dark

with your little angel mouth

you leave to believe and seem not to suggest

that in your head you've flowers

and smiles, and butterflies

and vanilla; show her.

I feel you, your suffering

I see-eee it, I he-eee-ar

to be angered and not received is ordinary

but this is not the only course to steer.

It is your own to explain, your beauty,

your own to light up your eyes.

If around you nothing shines,

yours to be strong and there, to believe for mine.

In this world teeming with ghosts

oh, trips you up,

search inside you, enlighten

that angel's heart

the human is more beautiful

than it looks there,

let not ignorance deceive you,

believe not their words

they give you what they can give,

what they have to admit, in you there is so much more

than it has supplanted!

(refrain)