Alors on se raccroche [English translation]

I just can't amaze you anymore

But perhaps it's normal

That love becomes mechanical

And your hands become less and less tender

I just can't reach you anymore

There's a taste of sulfur in the air

In a widening crack

That stops us from meeting

To charm each other we find nothing

But illusory pleasures

That we pretend to believe in

Not to realize that we're overturning

(chorus)

So we cling on to each other

To brittle branches

So we cling on to each other

Till one day we let it go

So we get used to each other

Like we get used to everything

And we go on

As we're going till the end

And we go on

Even if we're wasting our time

Years will make me less beautiful

Less desirable by your side

Of course I know that loving each other

Never makes anything perennial

But I can't cheat anymore

Nor bear that passions

Get replaced by sympathy

And that we love each other fitfully

(chorus)

So we cling on to each other (x2)

So we get used to each other

Like we get used to everything

And we go on

As we're going till the end

And we go on

Even if we're wasting our time

So we cling on to each other (x4)

So we get used to each other

Like we get used to everything

And we go on

Even if we're wasting our time

So we cling on to each other (x2)

Even if we're wasting our time (x2)

• Artist:Natasha St-Pier
• Album:De l'amour le mieux (2002)